I am trying to remember you.
your large round eyes
your feminine mouth
all the features so large and no face everything
shrunken now all
ashes, all fall down.
the birds are circling
"for dogs have surrounded you"
I can count all your bones.
they divide your garments among them and for
your clothing do they cast lots.
odds are stacked.
choices line up and wait.
the ten thousand things rise and fall without cease and
will you not surrender?
I am trying
to remember.
my brain is stretched, an overexpanded balloon
your circuitry is down.
disconnected and it's so dark, Eddie.
so dark where you are.
I see myself
tear-shot
swallowing
air
for pressure
in my
gut
to
force
these words.
and you,
cold and alone in the middle of a spiraling circus that
forgot you.
the saddest thing is,
it's already happened.
you're too fucked up to know.
- March 9, 2004
Posted by stephanie at April 19, 2005 10:59 PM