drawn back into the hypodermic
labeled always just one more
The belted arm will remain belted
for coroner capitulators
who by accepted definition
arrive after the race has been run and lost
You, lying there so quietly
will not be trick or treating this year
or buying helium balloons on your birthday
and talking like donald duck
or racing around the roof
proclaiming “I am a golden god”
like billy crudup did in almost famous
You, lying there so quietly
will never be more than what you are right now
© 2010 Barbara Moore
Gutter Eloquence Issue 12