local_library Thin Blood

by S.D. Parsons

Published in Issue No. 7 ~ April, 1997

There is where our shadows lie,
dark corners of afterthought
bound like hostages.

Thin blood once bubbled
so joyfully. In dreams
we sing butterfly smiles

grin at nothing in particular.

There is little here.

Only the distant echo
of a lover’s heartbeat.

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S.D. Parsons spends the majority of his time traveling the world in search of the perfect cappuccino. A Zen Buddhist at heart, he feels the downfall of all Western Civilization can be traced directly to man's inability to accept his neighbor's God. He says: "We stand on the cusp of great understanding, but our ignorance blinds us, keeps us from seeing the miracles unfolding right before our eyes."