for the families

[devohoneybee]

Today's Grief

I keep thinking of hits, of
taking a hit,
first fear,
then elation, then the sucker-punch
of loss,
falling farther than the seam
they've dug,
and more black.
And the electric mad
possession,
feelings like
a god within,
dangerous and
cold.

I worry for their
electrolytes,
and for the ones who fainted,
and the ones whose trust
was skewered on a word.

There will be
some mad revenge:
like Oedipus,
with spikes for eyes
or a fever spiked
with grief

Comments

[teresa-c.livejournal.com]

Amen, sister.