Skies Scars
for Tia Clarke

bloody cousins, ritualistic act
interact, we hadn't in a long time

any less afraid of closeness
of contact

nearness, bareness,
wind through the window

water vest, just out of water falling,
water rising

wind and towel to dry you dry
dry eyes, teary eyes

torn apart, injury in heart, in hand
to live with

only choice, to live or die
will live until a better day
until healing mends

what will heaven send
will hell say
about this wish bone day

careful to avoid chasing you away
alienation day

not another one of those
to live with, to live through

worry about you
asleep, did you undress
will you wake refreshed

they'll name an airport after you
one day

José Martí in Havana
your name in the sky in stars


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
4:54 a.m. 11.06.08