The state line yawns
Expanding her pregnant belly
To push us out and away
From this swell of alluvion
I cannot live
With him or without him
My heart is cracked concrete
His thunderous words bittersweet
Unthinkable
Swarming me for killer sting
Colloquial excruciation
Our clandestine marriage of soul
Our fruitless vine
Untwist
Into smoky exaltation
The grave of separation
Suspended flaming fog
In the citronella scented breeze.
CF
5/8/02
