i clearly remember
screeching, crunching metal
crashing glass
a flash
then black black
silence
swear i could see
my entire body
from above
as paramedics worked
mad, frantic miracles
now i’m strapped to time
dragging an anvil
of anxiety
like the youth in Asia
i hear but can’t respond
dreams and reality
intertwine
i should curse you
for being so alive
but i don’t
because i know
you constantly talk
to keep from hearing
yourself think
yes, even you, doctors
with your white coats
and green ties
i feel my baby’s tears
burning wet holes
in my chest
don’t cry for me
i know
pull the plug
pull the plug
pleaseHouston, Texas ‘81 |
