Goodbye Fool

[imhappygoaway]

Walking by what used to be empty graves
Want to lay face down and wriggle until I sink
Dizzy rocks falling in ringlets around my throat
To kick a toe into an anthill is preemptive
Desire to force the form of my body
pit it in demarcation against the solidity of earth
to carve the ground hollow                  to give way to my shape
To create an absence

Comments

[courtseypaige]

I am glad that you are posting again. :)

[embryo_spark]

she, the very last line of your poems are especially memorable.
here's to your tom and my little canary...