Thursday, April 28, 2011

Black Swan


repressed emotions fly through a tree
like a phantom in the night sky
its cape blowing in the wind
fighting the current
like herds of sheep
trying to outsmart its takers
fueled by the fire
she lets go
and falls to her end
happy
with a smile on her face
a ballerina full of grace
black and white and white and black

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