Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Burning the oiled midnight

I lent the fire my nightmare and it ate up the house.

Afterwards, I oiled the burnt midnight, so the darkness would open silently, and let me pass through.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful and profound.

Ms.Mephistopheles said...

Sigh!

hopscotch said...

Aah...I love these carts before horses...

one almost misses the profundity of this first time around...