Deflection
DEFLECTION
bouncing your beams
deflecting your light
off that bright white
stone you call
home
flesh hung bones show
life’s hidden sorrows
in the chambers of
a likeminded
soul
nude as chicken necks
they will come to peck
words from your heads
Scarlet brain
flowers
flydiving
soarfalling
death is unworthy
the final call to
amnesia births
candles of
remembrance
will only serve
to gulp down
remaining flickers
of deflected
light
as blood blooms
clean
once again
© Kim van Breda—21 November 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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