Contrary Little Ice Cubes
contrary little ice cubes
melt fast as truffle browns
rabbits, trees and pampered dogs
nudge the deadly mound
men just walk on past it
high above the day
once pure and pink and soulful lit
moulders to a gray
so celebrate the newt in life
and feed it with the froth
cage it in civility
while murderers aren't caught
and drink to sorrow, pain's denial
no more days, just quiet nights
my skin, it gives, it bleeds, it pours
shredded once again
that tragedy lay dormant, beckons
frosted deep in moss
buried alive in cardboard smiles
and other things he bought
what durst the others think of me
rambling fingers wheeze and cough
i wake up every day and breathe
isn't that enough?
slim but most inedible
my soul brews in the tease
makes loving words calamity
a hurricaning breeze
i wish i knew the day would be
sunny side eggs in play
but rain, the rain, the pain, the pain
drags me low today
sometimes i think i am not here
the flames tickling my calves
in deep hot water, wanting faith
hearing hateful laughs
this is hell, no need to wait
we are but death in motion
what an oddness, most would say
where comes that strangest notion?
in the conflagration i sit so quietly
gazing at the moon
i sing, i sing a geriatric
jaded winsome tune
i am not old and yet i see
that my life goes on forever
Death will only loosen bonds
and ease my next endeavor
Sherry Gilles 2006
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