Monday, July 3, 2017

Kerri Shying R # 270 - every day is the first day


every day is the first day

you come in today
and the dog sings up the sorrow

the cancer  sly passenger
announced like an extra stop

on a crowded train
gets short shrift  sent to dance

lonely on the lawn  with all this
new palaver all this

court and kingdom-come
why give it scintilla more

I always said I just got to the stop
a little early  stood here

waiting  with the magazines
the warm socks the crosswords

facemasks  do you remember
the first year  when I sprayed

everyone with blood
everytime I sneezed

I waited
then set to

dry these singed wings
in the winter air  for

folding  creaking flapping  a sight
too droll for tragedy

I am

practical as magic
inevitable as spring


2 comments:

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.