The Prisoner’s Got Class

Today I wore black and white stripes to school

the t-shirt of a fledgling jailbird.

I tardily took my seat as they closed the door

and smiled the coy smile of one who has confirmed herself to be

properly dressed for an occasion.

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Smoke in Your Lungs

You have perverted that symbol of life, breath,

contaminated it with the prospect of death

and behind grey fog you like to hide

a face contemplating slow suicide.

 

– E

The Book Collector

The stack of books never ceases to grow

I gaze fondly upon the titles

like one admiring wall art.

Inside one of them, Derek Walcott whispers

that the rustle of tree leaves is a lament

for all the pages of unread books.

This too has become white noise.

I have given over collecting images and ideas

for the satiating vision of prospective knowledge

–the promise of a tomorrow in which those vessels

will unleash all of their finely bound secrets.

 

– E

 

Saturday Morning

Once again, nothing to report

except that the sun melted through the window blinds today

and the light, streaked across the closet door in lines, long

woke me before the lawnmower had the chance

to begin his guttural song

 

– E

 

April PAD Challenge Update: 12/14.

The battle is with myself

that’s why I always lose

I never know which self

is the self that I should choose.

 

– E

Scholar

I will give the world my two cents

a daily offering to Intelligence,

and on days when I’ve lost my sense,

I’ll give instead to the tray of Ignorance.

SAge

Loss of hearing, loss of sight

loss of teeth, loss of height

memory fails with eyes and ears

must everything go in these final years?

 

Or does time compensate for what is missed

as would say the optimist?

and these surface senses are replaced by

a sense that perceives without eyes.

 

Is the forgotten past in your decline

mere proof you exist outside of time?

and as you grow deaf can you hear

at last through your soul’s ear?

 

Blind, do you finally know what it means

to fix your eyes upon things unseen?

For what is seen is transient–we know this–

but what is unseen is eternal (…I’ll believe the optimist).

 

2 Corinthians 4:18

 

– E

April PAD Challenge Update: 7/8.

 

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