Glass Coffin

(and) faded dragonflies

Omnivorous human eyes
Inhaling gritty pictures and sounds-
Every line is a stray prayer . . .
Every naked figure; a secret angel.
Minds are spongy pink tongues
Waiting for truth; drowsy honey
That rolls down mountains of refuse
To feed the dumb beasts occasionally.

 

Slack-mouthed and pawing at the broken puzzle boxes.
Fingers with no dexterous prowess,
Eyes with no twinkle; faded dragonflies
Death-bolt blitzing the same light bulb
Over and over until the heat and the impact
Destroy their tiny comprehensions,
And the brilliance flashes to numb silence.
History is a glass coffin who’s corpse is ignored.

 

Mark the b*****d words kids:

Technology will kill it’s master!

Author's Note

c above high c?

Reviews

[Emily B]

i see ed found you, he has a knack for finding the good stuff

i agree with history being a glass coffin, it isn't being taught in our schools, history is almost a dinosaur, if it doesn't become extinct, it may well eat us

[Ed Hart]

caustic and funny...closer to c sharp, i think..