she comes to me bold and big
as eternity. sunk into a feeling
of having taken all but kept
nothing.

the smell and the color
blinding to the eye. what good
is the poison to liven
my sky with a roof on it.

in this day i’d have liked
to share with you plans for
eternity after the baptism
in the electric after glow.

but it is not like that
and i can never hope now
that the calvary wants to
come any more.

the light in the sky
no longer sharp and the
birds pass the sky where the
flag has touched my battle.

scars and bones put to the test
petals and forms molecules
of death exalted above dirt.