Conversely
Today, when none was ever born
And no one died
Naught else occurred
No umbilicus, rudely torn
From womb or hide
No blinding word
No Lazarus, back from Hell,
Recidivist
Rose from the grave
A bent horizon, vandalised
By amethyst -
That's all I crave.
| Contributors: | Roland, P, Apsley, dkb. |
| Poem finished: | 12th October 2001. |