Holes in the Fabric of Time, by Billy Howell-Sinnard

Meth Widow, by Lorette C. Luzajic (Canada). 2015.

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   ​

Billy Howell-Sinnard

This poem was written in response to the surprise ekphrastic I See a Darkness challenge.
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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.