Kat (flamekat99) wrote, @ 2006-05-01 23:12:00

Current mood:

enthralled

Witch Burning Night
She's screaming into the night
and we
are pushing broken umbrellas up at
raining sparks

as if that could stop
her tumble into the grave
or our own bodies
bleeding out
red currents
of fear, insecurity,
loneliness

how we die
with shit in our pants
and locked-up dreams

how we live
pacing the floors
of our cages

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