Gene Lewis Perry

If life were like fairy tales, I'd have been devoured by trolls already.

Echo and Narcissus

Posted on | November 29, 2009 | Comments Off on Echo and Narcissus

wild girls and beautiful boys run through the forest,
but leaves cover them.
they slide through green tunnels,
over mossy hills,
past rivers and wet stone.

what do they chase?
Desire runs alongside,
a laughing, tormenting ghost,
and they are pulled, only to grasp at smoke.

they are become smoke,
in the chasing.
they are evaporated,
of all but their essence:
a voice, lingering;
a flower.

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