Poem65

We smile at each other

and I lean back against the wicker couch.

How does it feel to be dead? I say.

You touch my knees with your blue fingers.

And when you open your mouth,

a ball of yellow light falls to the floor

and burns a hole through it.

Don’t tell me, I say. I don’t want to hear.

Did you ever, you start,

wear a certain kind of dress

and just by accident,

so inconsequential you barely notice it,

your fingers graze that dress

and you hear the sound of a knife cutting paper,

you see it too

and you realize how that image

is simply the extension of another image,

that your own life

is a chain of words

that one day will snap.

Words, you say, young girls in a circle, holding hands,

and beginning to rise heavenward

in their confirmation dresses,

like white helium balloons,

the wreathes of flowers on their heads spinning,

and above all that,

that’s where I’m floating,

and that’s what it’s like

only ten times clearer,

ten times more horrible.

Could anyone alive survive it?

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• Sir Giles’ War-Song by William Morris by William Morris
• Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery by William Morris by William Morris
• Sad-Eyed and Soft and Grey by William Morris by William Morris
• Riding Together by William Morris by William Morris
• Pomona by William Morris by William Morris
• Our Hands Have Met by William Morris by William Morris
• Night by William Morris by William Morris
• Near But Far Away by William Morris by William Morris
• Near Avalon by William Morris by William Morris
• Mine and Thine by William Morris by William Morris
• March by William Morris by William Morris
• Love’s Gleaning Tide by William Morris by William Morris
• King Arthur’s Tomb by William Morris by William Morris
• In Prison by William Morris by William Morris
• Iceland First Seen by William Morris by William Morris
• For the Bed at Kelmscott by William Morris by William Morris
• Flora by William Morris by William Morris
• Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper by William Morris by William Morris
• Day by William Morris by William Morris
• Autumn by William Morris by William Morris

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