Thursday, October 02, 2008

16 Stones

There are 2 ways to read these, the first is each 4 lines is it own separate mini poem or you can read it as one giant poem that means....something or other.

The inukshuk stands between us
16 stones and an ancient legend
supposed to tell me where to go
but all it wants to do
is keep me away.

I was led to the alter
for the worship of water
Rushing around over the rocks
twisting my head and losing the plots

Urban sprawl
a dead motif
too many crows for a murder
might as well be 10 000 feet deep.

I was lead to the water
but was not forced to drink
the priests gulp it down
and piss out forgiveness