Daily Archives: May 16, 2014

LUNG DEATH

resuscitation lung-death
blue a breath into
hallow barren tunnel-fright
I, mesmerized-pinwheel eyes
ate pillow lips, hot sweet breath
and death —/(m)y angel
her dark cloak flew into
a funnel-~>vortex too
and left me alone in tears
so another day in human flesh

:: 05-15-2014 ::


PARK BENCH BAKED SEAT

the grief, such a little pinch
a park bench baked seat
we too, bench and me
like the park, solemnly
where do birds fly
— my wonder, undercover
beneath the last refrain
of nature song fades…
surely not within me?
nor the park bench baked seat
which soulfully comforts me
such song (and birds) n’er die
but this grief surely will!

:: 05-16-2014 ::