Thursday, December 16, 2010

St. Adelaide (patron of brides and princesses)

I waited for something

that was bound to arrive.

the train would speed

through the tunnel

and bring the light

with it. I was sure of it.

I pressed my face

to the glass. My lips

left a cherry-shaped

print behind.

The newspaper slapped

the front door. I ran

to reach it.

Headline: Museum Dinosaurs Collapse!

Clouds of Bones Near our Feet!

I folded myself

in half. I knew it

must be the end.

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