Fractures

Pick-pocket change

and a trail of dust ––

licked clean; huffed deep;

a rolled-up tenner in hand ––

She tells you she had to put the

dog down.He was screaming. No one

listened. Father asked what was

for dinner ––

Only rum from the wine

bottle and tequila from the hat!

Where is your body; there is your body;

bring it here! –– Revolt! ––

A ballad from a woman dressed all in

white. Belting out love songs to thwart her

misery –– in the street –– one

earring down.

Two bodies on

the side of the road.

'They are sleeping,' you lie.

Grab the bag. Then you run.

Ten fingers fall down

to an Alighieri Heirloom –– it

is sacred, but you do not remember why;

yet the drunkards cherish the mystery.

Kong was a prophet. Gojira ––

a bomb. But you haven't the sobriety

to make your case. Instead, you watch ––

at peace; a rarity –– as

She whispers =

You are beautiful.

As She whispers =

Do not kill it.