Saturday, July 26, 2008

el dia de los muertos

the dead don’t dream
but lie sleepless in tombs
meditating on the nature of flesh
and the fortitude of the
insomniate soul

the dead take no meat
but pass the time
in hungry contemplation
(or dreadful anticipation)
of the feast to come

the dead take no drink
but sip the dregs
of roads not taken
of opportunity passed
or grabbed up by the lapels
and shaken the dead don’t dance

until they rise.


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