Tuesday, December 14, 2010

The World Behind the Sky #5

The Face

If we could tear down the sky like the cheap
Drapery it really is we would see
All these things and more, but behind it all,
We would see a face - huge, asymmetrical
Broken like a boxers at careers end
Eyes red with blood, blurred with tears, filled with rage
Look from a face like an ancient mask of
Terracotta, cracked by time, unglazed
Dusty red, wet lips move, slow syllables
Make out the word of unmaking, one word
An eon, a mad god unwinds the threads that
Hold together the world behind the sky
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