Do they linger,
like spider-webs in your hair,
silky and smooth,
yet dark and dour?
The memories dull
like a bright silver blade
crescent like the moon
does dull too
Sharp is your tongue
like the cry of a Mocking Bird
mimicking the sounds of others
as if for help
You too are these things
never staying
eternal like that which
sing like the Mocking Bird
dull like the moon
and linger like the spider-web.
Do they linger?
Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 5:51 PM UTC
Do they linger,
like spider-webs in your hair,
silky and smooth,
yet dark and dour?
The memories dull
like a bright silver blade
crescent like the moon
does dull too
Sharp is your tongue
like the cry of a Mocking Bird
mimicking the sounds of others
as if for help
You too are these things
never staying
eternal like that which
sing like the Mocking Bird
dull like the moon
and linger like the spider-web.
Do they linger?
Daniel inspired me to write this, after a serious conversation after our break up.
