School
an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock
an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock
an empty basket-
warm sunlight on this week’s wash
snapping on the line
–
old bones-
family secrets
in the closet
days slowly passing-
the pain of every heartbeat
keeping me alive
–
raucous crows-
the carcass bears
silent witness
rains of twilight passed-
crickets outside my window
singing me to sleep
–
tv static-
the low hum
of a ceiling fan
broken shower tiles
a bare bulb hangs from a chain
in my one room flat
–
after last call-
neon signs
light my way home
a cutting garden-
in the shade of a straw hat
she tends the flowers
–
up with the sun-
bent double
pulling weeds
an overgrown lawn-
ravens nest in the eaves of
what was once a home
–
rotting lumber-
vines climb
though the floor
my blood in the sink-
I should be panicking but
I can’t feel the pain
–
tendrils of fog-
undisturbed by the hooves
of a pale horse
searching for reasons
why I blame everyone else
for my own failings
–
brooding skies-
trees reflected
in iron water
on the veranda-
fog slowly climbs the steps on
this soft starless night
–
walking the moon-
a thin fog blankets
fallen gravestones