I'm all right, yeh?
Fulcrum point... the four-way teeter-totter...
Circus balance act...
I am that center pivot-point
locked on the beams.
I bear the weight of those around, it seems.
my cracks reduced to splinters...
and I am at the center...
but I'm all right, yeh?
Sloop the shoulders;
crack the back again...
to **** it up- and in.
will not offend a friend...
I'm all right.
"I hope to go just like my father did...
the final falling into aleep.
There is no need to carry on and weep."
She chases red-haired children 'round the floor...
awake, responsive, dreaming...
She falls into the air, a bruise to show-
swears she will not do that anymore.
She's addicted to the pump that gives her breath-
totally aware of her impending death...
(does she know I would take it if I could?)
Her lonely days in springtime haze,
in black and red, the records kept
of her final words.
A daughter, corporation-owned,
fear from far away...
one reduced to part-time job,
surviving day to day.
My sister/crutch, to whom I clutch
as I limp through the mess...
my lover and an angel
who guide me through the stress...
"You'll wake one morning to find me dead",
words to me, tonight, she said...
I wake all night and hit the light
to watch her chest rise and fall.
(Does she know I would take it if I could..?)
© Winnie Carolina
pi in the sky
zero times anything equals a zero
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
with the rifle pointed skyward-
perfect the trifold
presented to the widow
peacetime pride, worn upon your chest...
("feel-good" print- she passed her final test)
banner waved, reduced to ash by flame
(pantywaist) intimidating fame
"Stolen Valor" shouted by young gun
sharpshooter saved your life again, my son
older, wiser, wartime conscription victim
against the volunteer, peacetime freeride
you, younger knowitall
who never faced it,
strutting like a cockerel full of pride
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
the fireworks you splay....
pride of your "sacrifice" on display
and your suckup ***** ***** your ego
blinded by distortion
bull's-eye bead drawn on the back...
did his death elevate your stance?
can you somberly raise your barrel skyward?
do you revel in your Victory Dance?
divide our numbers-
factor in subtraction.
bear witness to the emaciation of the faction
oh "King", did you come to find
the stolen glory within your midnight mind..?
or have the hearse's headlights left you blind?
DOOM DOOM DOOM
belief in you, abating....
the voices of those who bought it, fading...