Category: Incisions

Hard to Take

Ten years ago
and half ten more
my mother’s voice
fell silent forever.

Today the memory
of her kitchen
at breakfast time
also lies mute.

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A Thwarted God

I thought we had an accord
You and I.

Through my cleverness
My uniqueness
My genius
I fed you.

You
In return
Were the chariot
That would bear me to glory.

So why now
Are my carefully composed orders
So much gust-blown litter to you
Alighting and mingling with the trash
The decomposition
The static
And the chatter?

A wrong turn?
A change in the weather?
A short circuit?
A sclerotic artery?

Your indifference disappoints me
Like an unruly child
Betrays me
Like a capricious lover.

But my pride burns
At galactic temperatures
Is boundless like the universe.
My anger rages like a tempest
And my revenge on you
Will be swift and terrible.