Saturday, 11 May 2013

lunar shine, safety pins

safety pins
together they clung
together they hung
from a weathered 
piece of string
that stretched from 
the tree
 (a lowly branch)
to the high moon 
glinting silver 
a thin line of metal strewn 
upward to the heavens 
safety pins,
flimsy and closed
made up a labyrinth 
of lunar shine
on secret nights, the trail blinds
human eyes