Love’s Reclamation
for Victoria and Andrew
O Grief,
genderless colorless wretch
humorless
crushing palm on larynx
encircled brawny fingers
cancel carotid canal’s languid pulse
…an intent
more powerful than ought possess.
This breathless brutal — ineffable
dissolves my prowess
siphons off the voice of my flaccid body
lungs burning
amidst ceaselessly wrenching anguish.
This taut tension of Grief’s clasp
cleaves
compresses
draws.
My amorphous and cadaverous body
unbendingly
succumbs
below dark fecund humus
— my crematory —
my baptismal grave.
are compassions each.
© 2014 Stephen Victor
O Grief,
genderless colorless wretch
humorless
crushing palm on larynx
encircled brawny fingers
cancel carotid canal’s languid pulse
…an intent
more powerful than ought possess.
This breathless brutal — ineffable
dissolves my prowess
siphons off the voice of my flaccid body
lungs burning
amidst ceaselessly wrenching anguish.
This taut tension of Grief’s clasp
cleaves
compresses
draws.
My amorphous and cadaverous body
unbendingly
succumbs
below dark fecund humus
— my crematory —
my baptismal grave.
Whether
this extant heart and corpse
remains cadaveric
or raised by
Lazarus’s levitational nod
is not of my choosing…
The strings of this fate
are held by the stealthy fingers
of the Mystery’s
Karmic Puppeteer.
Should she erect
an elevated life from this morbidity
— the one rising
will not be the one
annihilated
For this risen one
forged into
knowing
visitations of
Grief’s fierce ruthlessness
and
a summer’s day fragrance
of honeysuckle
are compassions each.
© 2014 Stephen Victor