NaPM April 5 2015

[rayheinrich]

My favorites lines of the day. Read and reread...

We were blindfolded as we ran
through the hedgerow maze
past roses blooming in perpetual night;
beauty painted with a thorn's brush
against our skin.

Oh hell, why not the whole damn thing:
(The imagery is second only to the metaphor. My favorite.)

By Todd:
Fifty Shades of Grey Mice

--Three blind mice. Three bind mice.

She wanted to be the only voice
in the universe to divide
dark from light, like God.
In the beginning, she used bats,
but found they saw
better without eyes.
We were blindfolded as we ran
through the hedgerow maze
past roses blooming in perpetual night;
beauty painted with a thorn's brush
against our skin. There was no red
word hovering over the waters
that we might speak to stop
the descent of the knife.