Tanka Ambulance










  Tanka Ambulance

 

 
 

upside down

at both ends of day,

all these farewells

like one-legged dogs

chasing the horizon

 

 

dreams swirl

in a snow globe on the desk…

for a while

I’m a child again

and you are shoveling the drive

 

 

two televisions

on the same channel

in different rooms

the only way we know

to echo each other these days

 

 

I cannot stand

to be in the room

one moment more

so many faux feelings

behind their rigor mortis roses

 

 

no tanka ambulance

with red lights rolling—

yet what of blood

on the battlefield

with no dog tags?

 

 

trying to flee

the whirlwind thorns

all about her

the velocity of sorrows

under a stone sky


Darrell Lindsey
 
Darrell Lindsey's Poets & Writers directory listing:  https://www.pw.org/content/darrell_lindsey
 

 

 

 

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