Sunday, November 6, 2011

Untitled...!!

New poem... another untitled. I kind of liked the idea of not separating it into stanzas, so it's all like one continuous thought. It lends a sort of breathless quality, to it I think, reminiscent of someone running.

"Untitled #9"

The bombs are falling,
and the world is catching fire,
but I am not afraid
I run through buildings
toppling like playthings
through the smoke and ash and death
to find you now and pull you out,
together we will escape this ruin,
or I'll never leave at all
But I am not afraid,
and I will never hesitate to run straight for danger
I'll brave any furnace
sleep in any lion's den,
and I am not afraid,
so as the world is catching fire,
I'll lift my voice to sing,
I'll dance in the flames.

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