"Skeletal Hand"
Naked, white birches
scattered among
the turning maples
like the crooked,
skeletal hand of
an octogenarian.
The heavens are a
slab of muted slate
that hovers over
my head with a sad,
glaring oppression
tearing into the flesh.
Aleathia Drehmer 2006
1 comment:
Fuck, you're good. I am getting intimidated here...I love your stuff. Can't wait to read the rest of these when I have time.
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