holes in the fabric of time
your lips run with the blood of your children
speak but you can't or will not stitches
bind the past to a grave dug into tomorrow
never deep enough eyes burn in a hell
where visions die over and over a pale
resemblance seeping out of follicles
chalked over a murder scene victim's
silhouette a glow in the dark biologic
aberrance whiter and whiter yet your
purpose a reverse order of life a longing
a spider's web i see it not in your eyes
in the night that frames you a hieroglypic
untranslatable the meaning flowing from
your lips a blasphemy the end of hope
This poem was written in response to the surprise ekphrastic I See a Darkness challenge.
Billy is a hospice case manager, visual artist, and poet. He's had numerous first, second, and third place wins at IBPC (InterBoard Poetry Community). His poem, Hospice Nurse, won second place for poem of the year for 2014-2015. Several of his poems have been published in anthologies and at online poetry sites.
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