Wednesday, March 15, 2006

once it's too late

I’m choking
On all that I could
Bite off

In a room full of sheets and scalpels

You are watching me
Pass slowly
Into ether

And all I can think now
As I depart into the sudden silence

Are all the words I should have used.




I would load my barrel
Point it towards the sky
And pump it full of
Sorry’s

And I wouldn’t let go of the trigger.


but
we’re here
holding on.

My hand in your hand
Slowly losing grip

Say,

Is no longer accessible.

You lean in closer
And begin to speak to my eyes

As I scan the room
blankly

my eyes finally meet your eyes
And I can smell the safety from your mouth

Your warm hair
Envelops me like a scarf

Your eyes glow

A single tear passes
When you realize my hands

Have gone from

warm

to

cold


Now,

Your eyes are the only light I can see

It is this moment now

when my heart has stopped
my muscles atrophy
and my throat closes tight behind us

that my brain spasms and slams

into divine mode

and realizes

Grace.

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