Monday, June 9, 2014

mount vesuvius.




the crumpled blueprint knows this curse
it is written on the soles of my feet 
and on upturned palms

I am intimate with these
hexes in the air, and the
breathless hesitation gripping
my throat, but
these bones will not allow a retreat

there is darkness 
downhill with the headlights off, and
I am climbing from the ashes


© 6.9.2014 heather brager 


3 comments:

  1. A brief yet interesting piece, enjoyed the visit .......

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  2. There is always an alternative in a maze. Your tour is guided by perception. Well said.

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