simplicity spills from your lips
eyes glassy as an astronaut's helmet
the earth, hazel, wide and unseeing
everywhere and nowhere at once
plush red socket
deeply buried
shall I fetch my shovel?
no, let it rest
"recalled to life"
more of a curse than blest
and so it shall be remembered
happily married; a knife to a pan
scrape, scrape, scrape
but no grit comes free:
marred eternally.
