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JN Cole
Poems
Jan 2019
Roadkill Prayers
BLIND. a cat
in a flashflood
of head/tail lights
frozen as a
deer in the
middle of a
highway through
midnight woods;
once upon a
time
once upon
the frozen
air.
do you think
YOU know?
how does it
FEEL?
how do THEY
FEEL before
they D I e?
(do you know where i was going?
do you know where i've been?)
do you say
your names
when you pray
with lifted hands?
do you think
the rain will
wash the muck
down your body?
muck sliding down
your paperthin
skin
your candlewax sins
melting your
shell
showing the
core of
your being.
true colors.
make you feel
pure and hallow
make you feel
like a saint.
make you
feel like
you own the
world.
make you
feel like
you own
me.
find me
flat against
the road
on thick
asphalt;
find me
inside
an empty
takeaway
cup like
red unwanted
slush
rejected.
bury me
under your skin.
bury me
in the emptiness
of your mind.
bury me
in the hollows
of your sinews.
bury me.
i was
never well
half-alive, anyway.
Written by
JN Cole
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