tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86488951594605409982012-02-16T02:39:43.807-08:00The adventures of a time-traveller from the 1980s adjusting to fatherhood and other crazy pursuits in a mad, mad world...Karl von Tettenbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693139425617646480noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648895159460540998.post-87092719752334138152008-06-04T22:30:00.000-07:002011-02-24T12:14:36.442-08:00Tremoring in foxholes <div>bleeding rabbits hide their eyes</div><div>while the foxes circle</div><div><br /></div><div>A phoenix blazes from the sky</div><div>burning the night to ash</div><div><br /></div><div>the ashes of fear are choking us</div><div>the ashes of fear cover us</div><div>in the quiet blanket of gray amnesia</div><div><br /></div><div>The rabbits hide their eyes</div><div>burrowing in the bed of ashes</div><div>and beg for forgetfulness</div><div>while fires still smolder with memory</div><div><br /></div><div>The foxes circle and whisper,</div><div>"do not fear children,</div><div>you are safe with us."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648895159460540998-8709271975233413815?l=gleamingcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Karl von Tettenbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693139425617646480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648895159460540998.post-38014513725335640202008-06-03T22:01:00.000-07:002008-06-03T22:04:19.642-07:00When I place your flowers in,<div>if a cavern awaits inside,</div><div>the womb of earth to swallow light</div><div>and breed in darkness,</div><div>will I remain the person</div><div>of degrees and blood and flesh?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648895159460540998-3801451372533564020?l=gleamingcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Karl von Tettenbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693139425617646480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648895159460540998.post-67513204891553698252008-06-03T21:47:00.000-07:002008-06-03T21:54:26.686-07:00I wonder,<div>does he dream of savanna?<div>In sleep does he still kill?</div><div>Does he long for the scent of terror</div><div>and the tense of muscles in chase,</div><div>the wind in his face while stalking the grass?</div><div>A descendant of African kings,</div><div>does he dream of blood in his jaws?</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648895159460540998-6751320489155369825?l=gleamingcube.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Karl von Tettenbornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693139425617646480noreply@blogger.com0