(un)clean soul?

(un)clean soul?

A Poem by J. Randall Dodd

you must have pondered,

           "do i dare?" and, "do i dare?"

                                                     -- t.s. eliot

                            

 

 

 time to turn back

                       and

                         descend

                                   the stair.

 


                                       oh, my damp darling,

                                       beauteous may;

                                       are you alive,

                                       or not?

                                       is there nothing in you

                                       r head?

                                       all color has left you

                                       r ghost pearl eyes.

 

 

                                       how selfish

                                       ly peaceful you

                                       r passing to the swirl

                                       ing sounds

                                       of crimson

                                       suffused water

                                                    descending

                                                                 down

                                                                     a shower drain.

© 2010 J. Randall Dodd


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J. Randall Dodd
J. Randall Dodd

Paragould , AR



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