haustellum of a waterwheel

 

 

 

I tried to half myself

the same way cancer half's you;

 

one day the story is so clear

then they take your blood

 

and someone walks in your room

with an anthem of burned villages

 

and the only thing you think of

is the dogs left behind with no water,

 

with new porches to try and remember,

with new button holes to enlarge,

 

with new gardens of snap dragons to pee in.

And all,

 

just as suddenly

as the ache under your armpit

 

STOPS.

Reviews

[Tree]

Haunting. So subtle yet so strong; so important... And I can imagine that that is exactly the way it goes down, exactly how I would react. A good write Dana... be well