Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

poem: lament for two still living

Popsicle sticks and bitter tears--
that's the way (my dears, o my dears)
if you want to build a hero.

Ravenous things and wild boys,
salt and silver bullets for toys--
all can be borne if together.

But birds with wings will want to fly
(all but the blind look to the sky);
one can't stay, the other can't go.

Brother, soldier, scholar--or knife:
cut yourself open on this life
so sharp it's light as a feather.

Hey, look--I wrote a thing! (Please don't ask me to explain any of it, because I don't know either.)
Tags: poetry, supernatural

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