3/15/23
#blood, #pen, #writing
Oh Mrs. Mary Kay— Mary May! Hey! Your boy’s not coming here this da… No, he’s farming hay—
It has been said that you should Dance like no one’s watching— I always dance like you are Seeing me Across the room
Poetry is a fight. We slam the words with our fisted… shouting the counterrevolutionary,… to hook your faces into shock Go to places where time no longer…
Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. I look into the future
Light surrounds the tunnel Of every future yet. Darkness fossilizes What I would soon forget. A child I would dip my hands
Today is your funeral—It is also… You’ve died, you’re gone, In peace divine.. Your eyes—they cease to shine. For me, I know not what to do—
You are a storm A fire A shatter in the dark Ripples on the surface Crack
I guess it was you all along. Why did I have to see it so late? No wonder I have glasses. Get some for my heart, too Preferably with bifocals.
