elevatorA Poem by Amy Craig Beasleyelevator close cough cough
elevator pound pound smoke
elevator burn cough the rising smoke curling fingers grab my neck cough pound pound pound hot strangle out a call
help me ---ring ring ringing up the shaft
rescue a face in the dark a strange - face
reach reach can not reach cough fall my leg it is bleeding
down with me another now in the elevator the doors pried
in time in time time
and push
I am out gasp I hold the Oxygen breate breathe reach
your hand pushes me away and
snap
snap I know
your life your life
with your life
I
am
a daughter I hear of a daughter your daughter you say a message for the living No -- no
no
Reach reach snap the elevator the cable snap -
........
tears
no
how can I
say what I have
to say
living now on behalf of the dead
© 2012 Amy Craig Beasley |
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Added on April 22, 2012 Last Updated on April 22, 2012 AuthorAmy Craig BeasleyGreenville, SCAbout....daughter - sister - auntie - niece -cousin - wife - mother - friend - - writer - teacher -artist - student - gardener - - cook .... one who listens who hears One who looks and sees .. more..Writing
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