THE BODY, WHEN MOURNING
There is a languid drooping
of the head and the neck
A slouching of shoulders
to shelter a heart, bleeding.
A sad bending
of spine, weighed
by multiple oppressions.
There is a weakening
of the knees, hurt
from the kneelings.
A slow collapsing
of limbs and legs,
lured by earth
for a moment's surrender.
There is a falling down.
A breaking down.
The body's tribute
to dust.
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ReplyDeletethank you very much....ehem, demon.:>
ReplyDeletesuch a great poet, Billy :))
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ReplyDeleteooooooooops! so sorry for my name.. twas written in anguish. hahaha. just realize and change it now ;( mahbad!
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