Sunday, September 02, 2012

The Reluctant Bow

The Reluctant Bow by Teri H Hoover


Tied up
in their stunning hubris, gassed into
a smooth and subtle knot,
obscuring evidence of struggle.

Avoidance of direct routes.
Witty white
lies
all around creating drag,
like riding in second gear.
 

Tied up
bedraggled -melodramatic in their blinded eyes.
Thread bare and tattered.
This drowning occurs in plain sight.

Bell tolling
for the deaf. 
They fall
into his closet
of invisible clothes-
again.

Tied up
consumed in the dance of laughing lies.
Shielded inside the knot
Number nine repeats in the background
Even as death
ties another knot.

I shift further away.







This weeks words:bare last gear final evidence refresh gassed smooth number white shift nine