Friday, March 23, 2012


The moths draw closer to the light,
Seeking the love that never seems to find them.
They feed on whiskey and cigarettes and quiet desperation,
Placing an unwilling goddess on a trailer park pedestal
And offering beer cans and roach clips in homage,
Never finding the holy strength in themselves.


Ella said...

Wow, this is so full of impacted imagery~ You made the light so insightful!

sara McNulty said...

Mary, I love this, darkness and all. The photo is amazing.

Mary said...

Strong images here, Mary! Unsettling.