February 15, 2018
By eenglish BRONZE, Kansas City, Kansas
eenglish BRONZE, Kansas City, Kansas
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We watch as your mouth rots
all smoke-stained teeth and
yellowed words, sticky, dripping heat.
We wanted you angels,
holy sons and daughters rising.
Rising, not swimming in your remains


Viscid puddles of wax, Icarus’s death.
There will be no resurrection just


The “sorries” don’t serve as bleach.
You’ll never be all white again.
We wanted your bodies drenched in feathers,
eyes reflecting God, not heavy-seeded haze
red veins, dragging your whole
being down. How did you get
so heavy? We became light for you.


The perfect sun.
All you had to do was
not be

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Amerge said...
on Feb. 24 2018 at 5:45 pm
How did you get so heavy. Absolutely gorgeous moment. Poetry.

Crkeplar said...
on Feb. 23 2018 at 4:43 pm
You are gifted.

Martha said...
on Feb. 23 2018 at 1:31 pm
Wow! This just strikes my soul. Beautifully written.

on Feb. 23 2018 at 12:41 pm
Good poem. Love you.

kat33 said...
on Feb. 20 2018 at 2:20 pm
Great poem, this is a subject I think people should be talking about much more. Hope your work ends up on this site again!

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