Greek God

Greek God
JCD Kerwin

I move mountains
every time
I lift the spoon
and drop
cereal to milk.
The flakes cascade
like ancient stones
built by pagans.
I make tsunamis
swell, collide
with the clash
of metal against
ceramic.

(April, 2014)

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jcd kerwin

Posted on

13 December, 2013

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poetry, self-portrait, storyteller, writing

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[it’s a metaphor, metaletitpour]
JCD Kerwin

stab the stylus
into skin
[rip];
place the paper
‘gainst my heart:
pulp and fiber flitter
[drip].
sanguine rivers
slip
‘round my toes:
mix it with
ink to turn
my veins to black.
fill the room with
keats’s breathings from
my asphyxiating
lungs
while you
feast on dusty bones.
cover your painted eyes
with
masks to hide
death falling new
upon the floor.