The more sources of light beam to illuminate your sides
The more shadows will stalk you on the way along your strides
Solo, duo, trio or quo, we are limited
To seeing only mirrors of ourselves
12/07/2011poems/mono
Mono


The more sources of light beam to illuminate your sides
The more shadows will stalk you on the way along your strides
Solo, duo, trio or quo, we are limited
To seeing only mirrors of ourselves

There’s fog for 20 metres from here From here to screen To midwinter For the chill to draw out this splinter If I could, I would. See? I’m restless But in a wrestle Can’t follow the weather Can’t stay in the metre

Choose your fighter carefully Or you’ll be a well-honed knife That’s in search of fear It was a path You laid out For yourself Well, I’m too old to lose a breast As I fight for respect In the name of a straighter shot