Susan's Blog

Monday, July 11, 2016

What Happened?

Long yellow phantom fingers slide over your shoulders

Ghostly mouths cry from your arms

Ribs are slivered, silvered, glinting, teeth inside white skin

Seething with each breath, searing you

But you are silent

Or did you try to tell us

In those days so still. Stiff arms, stuck legs

Didn’t I know, though?

And then there’s the laughter to consider

Was there someone, red-angry, sucked dry — a human scab — held you down, bashed your chest

While a hundred blind eyes turned back to their Day




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