Sunday, April 20, 2008

Rubble City

She's a scarlet scramble
ghosting doorways of foreign theatres,
atmosphere unspooled in a vagrant pulse
of lipstick and ardor.

Keelhauled on her ice caps, he runs
beneath the cellophane shimmer
of floodlights, a tiger stalking prey
through the apartment rubble
of the city.


Blogger Chris Never said...


Its the opening lines to a new novel
*grins*, very cool, gritty, I like it, wanted more , but will be happy with what I got lol.

3:02 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

I thought of a name for a character ... Ruby Moon ... ooo, I can picture her. The name really gets ideas buzzing in my head!

3:05 PM  

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