aDarkerMind

No Beneficial Light

no beneficial light.

slumber has it\'s promises.

how dark they crawl

these feathers through the features of design.

it has set the rain on fire

this bandaged wood more glorious that luck.

the stubborn walk of centipede

stalks each blade of glass we walk upon.

wheelbarrow eyes and all that march discreet

it is here beyond the each and every man

a blacksmith bride on the black side of my lung.

one more hook and the waterfowl devoured.

as honest as a flower

happy hands and shamrock to make of what we please.

why should all snails have children

with a brighter smile than ours?

we are three bald ladies, you and I

in a comfort zone of ginger beer

threadbare perhaps, but the counted days remain.

I have two minds, only one of which is yours

in a cage of steel on the corner of a bed.

it is only when it breathes I dare a touch

of beneficial light in the rolling eyes.

slumber had it promises

too dark to hide

these feathers through the features of design.

they are mine, I tell the world; they are mine!