Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Wild Silk by Brian Russell


Wild Silk
  
out in the wild the kingdom
of worms spin in silence
in separation and live
to leave behind
  
what’s become to them
useless such as luxury
begins and again becomes
  
the meticulous work
it took to shape a pattern out of
patience wore down a continent’s
  
grasses into paths and passed
through dangerous terrain for what
for something so indisputably beautiful
  
you’d be willing to trade everything for it
you’d be willing to go to war to wear it
under your armor as close as anything
  
might get to your heart, it’s hard to believe
something so small so easy
to kill for even less could produce this dress
this red mess it makes of my senses

 

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