Thursday, May 23, 2002

Look

Look, Look
don't squint
the radiant dust darkens to gray the sky
the dry skin cracks and bleeds
the stranger whispers endlessly repeating again & again in the cycles of time

we are told
back then
lest we forget
dust in the sky
dust in the eye
don't squint against the prayer & blasphemy

who was it that died coughing