(no subject)
rapture
and so
you may find yourself clutched at the neck,
pulled close for a confidential warning
so the breath stings the inner ear,
and thrown from there back and down
until your head bounces on blacktop
with a hollow sound replacing
your inner monologue of screaming;
you may find yourself leaking out
all over the street like the rays of a red sun
behind your pallid expression of astonishment;
you may find the world is just--you may find
the world is capable of acting in a pinch,
pulling together a generation of trenchcoats
(if it will take a generation of trenchcoats),
tails snapping in the wind in counterpoint;
you may find yourself lacking
and so
do I