The Murder of the Jack of Hearts

The Jack of Hearts
was hanged for murder
in the wings of the theatre
whilst the symphony played,
and even though
I screamed I was alive,
climbing down from the rafters,
I wasn’t heard over
the percussion-

And just because
you asked
doesn’t mean
I was going to comply.
I’m not in the habit
of following directions.
I formed my path alone
with fire and
a dripping hunger
to go deeper,
into the earth,
into the water,
re-learning the nature’s tongue,
letting go of the past’s masks
and coming back
into my body

from all directions.

1 comment:

  1. This leads a reader in many directions... congratulations