alexandre arnau

(9.26.72 -? / new york city)

cold as angels (w/anna campbell)


like strangels
watching the desecration
of life
with movements
like walking paris
beautiful
yet tragic

this shovel hand dance
our play with words
creates confusion
our language
poetically evasive
my feet caught in vines
of their eloquence

as cold as angels
our words spill out
in regret
our dreams
met by the hammer
and all fell
like water
on jagged stones

Submitted: Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Edited: Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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