Monday, February 23, 2009

normandy

dead waters
thirty-thousand sighs
you took me up and strung me
down.

and if i had to ask
i'd ask you why
why would anyone ask for this
oh, dover's cliffs
they sit forever
pulsing sounds of saline cries
you gathered flowers
lilies
why?

my eyes are sloping
two sockets full of love
they cry for water, oceans
wouldn't cure this lust
and somewhere, somewhere in this
cosmic coincidence

i drew the short stick

4 comments:

Annie-Laure said...

this was really pretty and then the end was depressing. but it was still really pretty.

the unholy atlantic said...

for some reason i read this in the context of d-day.

also, the verification for this post is "rollyanl." i lol'ed because i am 12 years old.

Ianthe Wilde said...

i can almost hear a song in this. it is rather amazing.

(p.s. riley, i've got "cramitt," so i win.)

Lucia Kalinosky said...

I really like this. It's sad enough but still pretty.
(emarbin)