Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

Tag Archive for ‘A Sea Change’

A Sea Change

They’ve replaced your hips with cigar boxes that once held nuts and screws and fuses blown years before, but surely too valuable to toss away, the tungsten nearly intact, and who can ever know what we’ll need one day? Where were bones are metal rods instead, threaded for fittings that are counter-sunk and set for heavy lifting. This should serve when the gulls swoop low to mock us to our […]

Continue Reading →