Thursday, May 14, 2009

How They Fall

Angels fall like plungers in syringes,
like mercury, like the fists of a man
as he beats his wife.

They land hard and with precision,
so the bruises won't show,
so no one will see what they create.

Friends of my children fall in the street
at the plunge of a syringe. They fall
into the arms of angels,
they have created nothing-
they leave no mark.


Blogger Chris Never said...


It is so horrible, that thought that friends of your children will meet this fate, I hope for my kids they do not have to experience this first hand.

4:17 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

it's awful eh. Although I'm sort of glad my kids got to see how scary it is without it being them.

I wrote this after a conversation I had with my son on the way home from work last week.

8:29 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

As you say, at least it is not your kids chasing the dragon.

3:32 PM  

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