Saturday, April 30, 2016

POEM: "In A Darkened Room"

In A Darkened Room

It was always a lie
like nuclear energy
to be shored against
a Zen retreat in Arizona
a silent cave under attack
wildfires go unreported
run down scrubby forests
race down the tipping street
fire the least of our worries
we were crazed glass
studying on the stresses
& the many reasons of peace
the safety myth wasn't
like a lover's helicopter
so quick then how it ended.

© 2011 Rob Schackne

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