Music Well – Dosia McKay, Composer, Painter, Writer

Reflections on Art and Life

Cold Stone

Cold stone wrought iron
Flow my tears
Ancient dripping stalactites
Coarse wood kneelers
Silver goblets
Marble fountain pen holders
Deliver me from
The city of rubber
Fluorescent light
And processed cheese

Nameless bricklayers
Of gothic cathedrals
Rest my bones
Celibate scribes
Of the Dark Ages
Blood of the martyrs
Deliver me from
Disposable words
Drive-through religion
And paradise on demand

©2008 Dosia McKay

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One comment on “Cold Stone

  1. iwka
    November 7, 2008

    …szczególnie od tego…processed cheese…deliver us

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