6.5.12

poor lividity
shattered words cannot restore
a complete breakdown

deconstruction.

a stranger cannot see

you anymore with

muddy desperation

manipulating the air

a small victory is

an empty echo

of your outbursts

as a token reward

the cost is more

than you can hold

feeding small mouths

but there is no 

true insurance, just

bottles of wine to carry

you through 

a string of days

you have moved on

climbed over

the sagging walls of 

that dismal box 

you left it there

it is clear now that

truth will never

fit in a container

© 5.18.12 heather brager  

perspective.

again.

your ice block walls 

will tumble down

the rubble 

                 will catch 

                                 the morning 

                                                     light

and water our flowers 

by dinnertime

© 5.15.12 heather brager 

exhale, inhale

the sky cracked open

blossoms drifted to the ground

reverse air pressure

© 5.14.12 heather brager

end and begin.

when the darkness comes
I dissolve
into the walls

the shadows that follow me
down hallways
become my cellmates

I shift within the structure
boards, plaster and nails
force me down

I am transformed
from bones and skin
my mind convulsing

I am the creaks and groans
of this empty home
held hostage

I am fire that burns it down
with shadows and ash
they will let me breathe


© 5.4.12 heather brager

mechanical advantage.

they sit there frozen
no harmonic drive in sight
the teeth are broken

© 5.2.12 heather brager