Monday 1/10/2011 12:57:00 AM

the numbers resolve. wolves in the pantry. fangs and all. her choices in chalk. gone with the obvious lessons. of devils and their dubious bargains.

the torches. pierce the darkness. while she reminisces on when the choices were not so sharp. the moment. and instant prison. brick and step. questioning where it came from. how it will end.

the boxes and the bow ties. a formal redress. gathering the empty. on barbed hooks. measuring the end. one face at a time.

the poison on her arrows failing to slay the beast. the heaven in her pocket too small to let us in.

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