There is some
science
behind this
Greek roots
to explain
the red spikey ball
they keep
showing us all
on the news
between shots
of thin shades
in weak blues
are masked faces
wincing
on packed
subway cars
lit by the heat
cross your heart
bare your arms
find your knees
try to breath,
try to breath,
try to breath,
and then rasp
out your prayers
to the stars.
Beautiful truth.
Thank you!
Sadness and fear…expressed beautifully.
So good — really expressive and true to the moment. I love this poet.
Sadness and fear…expressed beautifully.