Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Lost


i was trying to wait a suitable amount of time for my beautiful intelligent politically minded friend to say something about this because i don't know enough to make educated comments and also because i'm a shitty coward who doesn't like to get their hands dirty.. but i think she's distracted with wildlife at present.. ,
anyway,

it seems to me it is unacceptable when a person is executed for their thoughts. to be lost for words.

for Natalya.

Red Blooms by Calexico -

When the fists of winter fly
Driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights
Vodka running dry

The statues cloaked in white
Migrants from museums
Losing all the feeling
Now that sunrise is outlawed

Strangers plant themselves
Down in the cold hard ground
Later when the harvest thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom again

Crossed out on city maps
Prospekt Mira reveals
Shadows drinking antifreeze
'Neath the underpass

Ordered once a gulag's march
Now cities send the call
Falling from the rooftops fast
And frozen against the wall

Where strangers plant themselves
Dead souls of the underground
When February thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom again.

2 comments:

  1. brave woman, my tears
    brave souls, my heart.
    your pain, my pain.
    too many times must I apologize to angels.
    too many screams for justice go unheard.
    Be still my breath so I may hear one moment of peace.
    Be heard my small plea.
    Peace

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