Magnetic Poetry Kit #4 (Egg)

 

sweet void your power is gone
like rain into the lake
like mist in the day's stare
the moon aches away and waxes near no one truly leaves death is only an elaborate egg
we were always here after all behind summer & winter beneath life's pounding delirious apparatus a tiny shine in the shadows
nonetheless time does still flood on & on as it must do a storm of drunk and panting moments a delicate gown of a thousand diamond urges dressing our lives with frantic want
then recall how love shot you from within her skin produced light his hair smelled like a symphony essential places of smooth blue their soaring chants
watch want stop & go fall through language and be bare


Shannon Holman, New York, 1999