jueves, 3 de enero de 2013

Vertical

...then the doll doesn't want to dance
while strings get tight on it's neck
don't you want to move? why?
is the sharp ending giving you fear?
are your tired fingers drown by a tear?
is there a vulture sweating on your meals?
are the stars beaming through your skin?
is the blood on your head swiming
across the fields?

don't move, little one
surely a mask will find your place
on a crystal stand
and save your grains of sand
from the wind