Swagazine #3

Fireflies  by Jim Clark
Silhouette moon and the lightning clashes
nobody sees her in fleeting dashes
as angry fireflies drown in the nighttime sky

Her dewdrop eyes and her satin posture
leave a cleft in an upward offer
passing someone she thought she walked by

And they are forgiving
But she is through living
She walks outside
The inside falls as she leaves

Dizzying sadness is nothing sacred
to the woman who sees the fireflies naked
as they skip to the light within her eye

Misty breathing and glowing embers
dance in her wake as she remembers
all the reasons the night air made her cry

And they are forgiving
But she is through living
She walks outside
The inside falls as she leaves

They all let go of the violet memory
and still it grabs a hold of every
thing that they once held to her for a lie

Her footsteps shatter the sanctuary
within the firefly aviary
the buzzing dissent forges a history

And all is forgiven
But still she won't give in
She's walking out
The inside falls as she leaves
 

 

 

 


poetry

    
prose

Smooth as a shadow
Fireflies
Cat Poems
Coils
Darkness
  Nothing to be
Rubber Woman
White Walled Cell
French Quarter
One half
  Midnight Rant
Untitled
Melt me
Sex
    
Time Babe
Glue
A Story
Ram Nam

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