Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Life Is Doubled-Over Coughing and Waiting for the Next Swift Kick

It’s the ache and the blear
of coming-to after chloroform.

It’s never blasting-off
over smoky thunder
and finding yourself
an easy hum.

It’s skipping gears
on its way to fifth
and passing in the median
until red lights flash.

Life is rubbing fuzz
from your eyes, staying put,
pulling the covers all the way
over your head.

It’s pressing your index finger
against her lips for as long as it takes.

Avatar Review - Summer 2014

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