After I read
I prop myself up on a book
and try to write.
Yesterday as I left the BART station
I saw a man acting as if (as we say)
at war with himself, commandeering
without wit, the opposite staircase
by the nightmare of his appearance.
He rocked his knees up in the air
while his ass bounced on the step.
Then his ass and knees were exchanged,
he was reaching for a brown p aper bag
drenched in pinkish red paint.
His hands were layered with it, and
the lower half of his face (except
for a Goyesque smile) gums almost
failing to meet teeth, mouth expanded
like Kronos devouring his children.
The lids of his eyes were full of
patient hope, as they came together
in a baby’s breath. but the latex
drops that covered his arms were as if
he had eaten his hands and the blood
exploded. I couldn’t picture his lungs.
The bag kept getting away from him.
On the step by his side stood a large
spray can diseased with the substance.
I asked myself what should I do with him.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Нина Воронель – Я не хочу опять вернуться в детство
- Robert Burns: Whistle O’er The Lave O’t:
- A Scot To Jeanne D’Arc poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Astrophel and Stella: LXIV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Exodus by Taha Muhammad Ali
- Self-Portrait poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- Владимир Британишский – 1848 год в Зимнем дворце
- Ten Years After by Graham Rowlands
- Epistle II: To A Lady (Of the Characters of Women) poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: Inconstancy In Love:
- Panic
- Halls grew darker poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- A Tale Of True Love poem – Alfred Austin
- Couplet 6 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Death poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
