devohoneybee (
devohoneybee) wrote2006-01-04 06:59 pm
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for the families
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
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
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
of loss,
Now that's an image.
no subject