Soul Scene
Soul Scene
Knees tied to the pole,
on a calm day …
The school path worse,
fear-slew!
The base of life vile,
Crown of steel.
A snake on the moon,
in the night sky …
Soul scene: Act one.
The cord-break!
No pause to mourn,
and, a head–drop.
Hope to love,
Play the role well …
Soul scene: Act two.
The door-shut!
Weeks, months, years
and the yard and count and?
The sun high,
Cheeks yell in rage,
Tongue dumb but sharp!
A break bid a sword,
That cut the hand in the glove …,
Brought the red, sack tale and, hope came in.
