The mountain held
secrets
so I sat on its edge
and watched and the
first one came by,
a boy with small hands
shredding a flower into
a pit of fire
and a man watched
in honest horror while
the flower burned
and another walked up,
crawled up, his
knees bloodied
and hair matted to his
skull
and he tried to save the flower
and the man with the horrified face
cheered him on
and the boy became frenzied, the
flower was huge, the petals
endless in the shadow of the mountain,
and the boy shredded them with fury
and the three of them
took turns, all
doing their part
to save the world
while I watched
and waited
for the end.
2007-12-26
00:36:31
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