Two explorers,
Circumcise the nation.
Regarding death, it hangs like the cold breath of winter.
Back home,
Existence was a wolf that was poorly fed.
One was a writer.
A bore at parties.
Unready hearts hold trembling limbs,
His limbs hiccup smoke,
He lingers on minute and dreadful thoughts,
Not quite a patient attendant to salvation.
Solitude knows better,
It sees ground as history.
Disregarding crutches of novels,
“stand [...]
Archive for October, 2008
This Deliberate March
Posted in Poetry, tagged Death, Night, Poetry on October 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
In the morrow between night and dark,
were three figures born apart.
On scattered earth, they split apart,
Saw tongues of gravel, dodged sheets of rock.
There, I sat between such sparks,
The railroad tracks, drift into the mud.
In vibrating flesh, these figures depart.
My air hangs loose beneath my breath,
Stafford’s memory on the road ahead,
I am alone with my machine, [...]
