Thursday, November 6, 2008

Proposition 8

My equality
in the hands of my neighbors--
ashes on my tongue.

2 comments:

m:rod said...

these are mine :-)

http://ungratefulhaiku.blogspot.com/

Kraxpelax said...

And theirs in yours...?

Dark nights washed by distant rippling trees
and alien winds covering your eyelids, purifying
like everything, move on with splendid ease
leaving us a message: life will never cease
its sleepy course in vain
in order to attain
rebirth, since Death is not and Life is dying.

The heat around Time's corner waves a scent
for creedence revival of some virtual vampire
as deep inside. A force considered spent
returns from utter non-existence that was meant
to keep us out of breath -
Is Life both Life and Death?
Riddle of the Night! The Day be hot and dire.

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