Thursday, December 20, 2007

Fairy Tale

It’s a knife slice, darling, through
your Black Forest dreams.

Stale frosting glazing dark
your scrollwork tongue.

A trap set, life threat,
whom shall I
bring.

The wide-eyed witch of Endor screams.

3 comments:

Talia said...

...love, love, love "knife slice, darling"

Rachel said...

Yes, me too.

Mark said...

I like.