Thursday, February 16, 2006

The Bad Poetry Train Rolls On.....




201 posts, can you believe it?

Fire in the Hole
by Schuyler

Black lines on a blue sticky note
tell the whole story
a story of life, love, hate, death
and music
melting chocolate and creamy nougat
A fingerprint and a streak
of brilliant black blood
mean that it's over now
And a crude representation of a sound wave
bounces from one side to the other
frozen
at that one moment in time
And a swoop of hair like lines
vanishes into the oblivion of no paper
Life's trajectory is traced out
squiggles disappearing into nothing
flaming out or fading out
it all ends the same way
when the pen
is lifted from the page
All that's left is an echo
a hole reflecting nothing
except smiles and stories.

1 comment:

Maggie said...

Studies show that a colleague is more likely to do something you ask if you write it on a sticky note.