an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Monday, April 24, 2006

The Smell of Magnolias at Dawn

by Surreal as Sunlight

His own eyes stared at him in the face
They poked at his stature, strength and grace

He told the mirror plainly,
This is as beautiful as I get.

His shoelace kissed the ground as he dragged his feet
The eyes of magnolia flowers stared at his cheeks

He whispered to the petals,
This is as beautiful as I get.

And so his legged worked like robots of steel,
he clanked and clattered around the town and fields

Twilight came and the moon did rise
He sat and stared at the stars with his eyes

And he shouted to them,
This is as beautiful as I get

And he fell asleep on a bed of mud
And woke up, his eyes crusty with crud

He wandered to the river where he washed up
He stared at his reflection and a tear fell down

It shattered his reflection into a millon little circles

He whimpered to the pieces,
This is as beautiful as I get

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