Hobbling like a tropical disease
through the belly of the city.
In my pocket
awaiting its target.
In my mouth
a mountain of hope, flowers
like the sun
against the sea.
This garden is odd:
faith is caged in a black hole;
spears, dank thoughts, so much depression
sprayed into the eyes
of good people,
so many wings flapping
Suddenly they bar my door
Blue, blue . . .
Copyright © 1991 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “JVC Poetry Newsletter Volume 1, Number 5” January 1990
Published under the pseudonym “Jocelyn Kain” aka Allison Grayhurst
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