5.25.2008

july.

tubes snake
their way in and out
his mouth, his nose, other unspeakable places
one to release pressure
another to breathe life
into a nearly still body

silence... hiss

beep

chest rises
falls

silence... hiss

beep

chest rises
falls

a methodical rhythm so seductive
it seems almost right

rise and fall
such unnerving little lies.

5.08.2008

the black crows
in their nests
beneath a sliver moon
they sing for me

5.01.2008

i wonder if you know.