A parting of veins

Sometimes
a scar
can be a void
w/ no
rise
in the flesh

April 27, 2011

A scar
in my bellybutton
resembles
a cross

from my viewpoint
it’s upside down
&
it’s been slowly fading
as I watch

still each time
it’s seen
the memory triggers
of
waking up
from surgery in
an evacuated hospital

in under

a couple hours
I was getting dressed
& insisting
the nurse take out
the IV

so I could go
check on my family
in a blackout

the area was shredded
by tornadoes while
they cut into me

A strategic free-fall

I survived past
perceiving my efforts
as tho
I had been
trying to outrun death

or even taking up pursuit to embrace it

turned out
it actually had been  
attempting to stand better
just like anybody else
only in complicated circumstances
that didn’t quite drop
thru
that great trap door
as
the heart
just wouldn’t stop beating
no matter
how much
I let go