Monday, July 9, 2007

"Monster in the fog"

Glaring eyes cut through the fog
It is the iron monster lurking
What awaits at it's coming
It moves forward in a steady motion
Determined to make an impression
That will reside in my frontal lobe
Long after it has gone its own way
After suns have set and moons have risen
I will hear the sound of its coming
And remember the way it appeared
Only to forget
All that was ever feared
In silent memory I will recall
The lurking iron monster
And it's haunting call

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