Not a slightly quivering shell covering solace love anymore
Nor the sturdy come home sounding doors awake aside
Ground fallen stymied lump of grab
There here visible unto us
Growth of silence flowerlike confident bloom
Room light thickened butter weight gasps of air
Lungs confront chest mirror throat
Styrofoam plea squeaks through
Bargain snaps iceberg like off our frozen skulls
Floats by dense breath
Written June 2009