Relic of Ambiguity

Relic of Ambiguity, by DWK:

"This stoic bracelet,
Held in great esteem,
Fashioned by a king,
Left upon my doorstep.

With no note attached,
My fingers climb it's summit,
Pulling away it's weight,
No trick to it was latched.

Holding high in the sky above,
Around light bent as though were soft,
In this there was no security,
I palm to relic of strange queerity.

Wicked storms whip my windows,
The Relic sits on the mantelpiece,
Fostering my greed as I sleep,
A window opens, the curtain folds."

Category:

Entertainment

Tags:

• spoken
• word
• poetry
• nournisms
• relic
• of
• ambiguity

[Nournisms]

I'm DWK, Nournisms or Nourn is my username for various sites.

[DavidRandallCurtis]

The "voice" reminds me of Laurie Anderson... interesting stuff... who is DWK? Is that Nournisms or something else?