Friday, January 4, 2013

Dragonfly Dance

and how they did:

nine choppers
in perfect formation,

gracefully deadly dancers
in a choreographed ballet
of death.

yet even as you
puked and prayed,

for that suspended moment
you briefly knew
a floating sensation
of mortal beauty,

a brilliant amalgram
of expiry,
and vitality

never felt since.


No comments:

Post a Comment