father’s ashtray
the night she died
silent volcano
ambulance driver
steers with elbows
pulls on gloves
winter is over—
bumblebees fight
for air
All day the pictures
rise and fall above the fire—
I too shall die
father’s ashtray
the night she died
silent volcano
ambulance driver
steers with elbows
pulls on gloves
winter is over—
bumblebees fight
for air
All day the pictures
rise and fall above the fire—
I too shall die