Friday, July 15, 2005

amputation

heartache dims but is not
forgotten, like phantom pain
from severed limb it

creeps up on a soul,
unaware

and brings the amputation,
fresh and bloody

nerves sing the knife's song
anew

it renders us undone and begging

all the while, we know
in our gut, a lost cause

it is over before

our mind forms the
first plea,

or tries to strike
a bargin
with god.


this was first published in alchemy, online poetry magazine, in 1999

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