Dovina27 Apr 2006

Not a perfect edit. Use what you can:

I do it
when the knot
under my chest bone
swells

when it spews up my throat
dollop – splat
onto the floor,
mouth still open
from a belly-knot

I cry when
no conclusions
are made -
boney shuttering shoulders

and lonely back porch
to spill onto, hands
over my eyes,
face in sin, red blotches
and runny eyeliner.

The mourning that bellows
from my lips,
rises uncontrolled,
as God
culls my rueful song