1
i have fallen down
half man half memory
curled in the corner
nursing at your breast
your hands so small
fitting easily at my throat.
2
my dreams shed their skin
again last night
crawling from my dark sleep
reaching for your clenched fist
touching instead your soft stomach
your hourglass shaped scar.
3
stuck deep in black water
having forgotten how to swim
trapped inside a padlocked box
you have carefully stored away
your finger on the switch of
the machine that keeps me alive.
keith pearson was born and raised in new hampshire and works at a local high school in the math department.
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