Moth
Waif.
Land outstreches.
Wooden bric-a-brac, the dead man's coat
And shoes.
Dowager.
The mirror is a blade
Slanted and glittering.
A world within a world,
A sea upturned.
Decadence won and lost.
Earth
The skins.
A shade of untermensch.
A shade of obscurity.
Foreign clothes,
The blood of Eden.
These are the combinations
A lock and a lock.
Question mark throughout.
Sepia, sepia, sepia.
Copyright © Nathaniel Köhp | Year Posted 2010
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