Tag: poem

Poem 20160306

crow

every loss
is a taking away
negative
subtractive
a chunk of you or me
lost to time
or circumstance
or maybe malice

and you feel it, a vacuum
i suppose
in that emptiness
in your stomach
in the surprise asphyxia
of certain moments
in the way your eyes try
to see a missing item

–can you spy the difference
in these two images–

but if a loss is only
a cutting out
a phantom limb aching
below someone else’s knee
why does it weigh
so damned much

Poem 20160304

crow

the water is so heavy that i could skip
across the surface like a stone
i could bounce one-two-three
if i were lighter

but the water can’t bear my weight
any more than the earth could
so my lungs fill with thick
warm sweet salty water
i must be drowning
in amniotic fluid
so close to
rebirth

but the fire burning through
my marrow through my bones
makes cinders in my blood
the fire wants cleansing
to cast off the cycle
of birth and rebirth

burning and drowning
at the same time
i close my eyes
i think of you
i open my eyes
i think of you