I blame Nunya for this one. Yes, Ms. Bidness, this one came of your comment on the Facebook, and my subsequent comment, as well as one last bit from another commenter to make it finish out sweet.
Carmen Dominguez ~ reading poetry, watching zombie flicks and sewing beads on plastic, where they belong.
But its more pretty and amusing when you sew them onto Zombie fingers... (my reply that made the connection as brain goo boiled over instead of simmering.)
wow, when you multi-task, you do it up right! (someone else best left blameless)
In the dark of night
under her flickering candle
the Princess of Impropriety sews
fingers dancing amid threads
as she weaves a tapestry
made of beads and strings
to save those she loves
from the ravening undead beasts
who come to eat brains.
Each darting move she makes
flicks her enchanted bone needle
taken from a god's skeleton,
enchants the strangely beautiful art
into a shield to aid
in turning walking dead away
and the few who persist
find their fingers sewn in
with beads like funery rings.
She continues on all night
making the world safe again
with magical arts in threads
which she imbues with love
chanting aloud poetry she reads
while watching over our wanderings
in darkness inhabited by dead
who know not the way
back to their appointed graves.
With dawn comes the sun
touching the beads imbedded sorceries
in the art she made
the light of which shatter
bonds made of necromantic force
to free the decaying ones
from their eternal wandering curse
with a rainbow of love
her multi-tasking hands made.
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Saturday, October 15, 2011
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