Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Nathan Hassall writes



Horizontal Silence

Every time I look
at a face,
the cheeks and forehead
begin to sag,
eyes retract
inward

lips crack
and voices in throats
break-
out
into un-
certain
gibberish

Every time
I look at
a body,
initially up straight,
I see its spine curve
until bent
over,

it falls into
horizontal silence

every time I look at
these corpses,

I see their lifeless glaze
of prejudice

every time I look at
their eyes,

I see
a mirror,

the wry grin
of mortality.


 Mirror -- Andreas Englund



2 comments:

  1. To crumble or dissolve from death's gaze is how I interpret this piece. Nice job.

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