Five Black Lashes

Five black lashes

on a face lapped by rivers;

Hands that have coupled in prayer

and held sin as acorns.

 

Flowers grow in the most foolish soil,

under windows shuttered like dead

lungs.

 

Five black lashes

on a face bitter to logic,

tap-danced to dull marble.

 

Chris

 

 

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3 responses to “Five Black Lashes

  1. i guess i might be totally biased…….i know you were looking for some criticism ….. but this one is my absolute favorite so far………….it’s pretty fucking beautiful

  2. Word. I really enjoyed this one.

    But I think “Oil and Filter” is my favorite of your new batch.

    • silenceinarchitecture

      Thanks doodz! I didn’t know what people would think about “Oil and Filter”. It seemed like something that might’ve gotten a negative reaction.

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