Sunday, May 04, 2008

In dying

..........you lay almost flat,
mirroring the bared boughs
of long sleep
staging the last lonely stance
between aired veins
and empty.

..........You lay,
eyes unfocused locally,
mind fastened to a schoolgirl
in braids and braces,
one whose fast-paced dreams
would forever be
partially filled.

..........You lay
quietly waiting
and watching something
we can not see,
some promise
yet to be chosen.

1 comment:

Sailor said...

Loving them all Karen- you're getting better and better