Gingerbread Man, or
How I Got Away
How I Got Away
Drawn to the wreck
rubbernecking your
rubbernecking your
everbleeding heart
your crippled soul, a young
fool still I expected that the vast
disassembly of you, out of control
scattered and laying
in parts,
could make me whole.
And so you did
if pain itself is a completer
of a circle that can’t
be finished any neater.
So you did
know the way
know the way
to make my heart whir
like a clockwork toy
until time came to pay,
to load the gun, barrel by barrel,
against a fast sloping night feral
with teeth. You screamed
against a fast sloping night feral
with teeth. You screamed
like a caught thief
broke like a gingerbread boy
stumbling on your crumbly leg,
button eye glazed with fears
button eye glazed with fears
your fingerless mitt, so round
and soft,
raised uselessly, too late
at the oncoming bears,
making lovely bait.
April 2012
Posted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub
Posted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub
Image: Gingerbread Man, by Danny Key on flick'r
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