"silhouette of our scenes"
By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova
Thu, 28 Jul 2011
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once turned to black
feathers fall
three to a time,
a haunting of angels
gather closely
about your chains.
they chatter
with the memory
of screams
that pierced a moon
into stars which the
silhouette of our scenes
may now hang upon.
penned for Sahib
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
28july11
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