Deepest Pools of Pulsating
deepest pools of pulsating red
the human heart water falls
over the edge of all common-sense
and with each breath I take I live
and am one breath closer to the last
what kind of contradictory path
do couples take when they love?
how can two hands withstand
the end of time for just one
how does the other further
towards new life
my precious wife
you’ve left me alone—a dried puddle
in the hot Hilo sun steamy blurry
there is no hell like a scorned woman