Death
blind and deaf old men
sit in darkened boardrooms and
beat the drums of war
–
black water-
death waiting
on the far bank
blind and deaf old men
sit in darkened boardrooms and
beat the drums of war
–
black water-
death waiting
on the far bank
glowing yellow eyes-
pure malevolence lurking
within the shadows
–
soft underbelly-
the sudden turn
of claws and teeth
on the village green
the hollow toll of church bells
ringing out the dead
–
frozen earth-
grave diggers toil
into the night
in my father’s chair
still unprepared to carry
this heavy burden
–
fallen acorns-
my little feet
in your shoes
written in anger
signed in blood and gently sealed
with the kiss of death
–
impending storm-
newspapers aloft
in the morning wind
a pair of sneakers
found by the side of the road
after the cleanup
–
waiting crows-
a possum’s
sacrifice
the darkness complete-
standing on the precipice
shouting at the void
–
the village green-
I hunt for the
elusive middle
a toad on his throne
surrounded by those mirrors
that show him a prince
–
rain streaked windows-
the world outside
distorted
surrounded by wealth
still dissatisfied with the
overabundance
–
winter rain-
runnels
overflowing
shadows of chimneys
painted on the rising smoke
by the setting sun-
–
curls of smoke-
your lipstick on
my cigarette