Tanka Ambulance

  Tanka Ambulance



upside down

at both ends of day,

all these farewells

like one-legged dogs

chasing the horizon



dreams swirl

in a snow globe on the desk…

for a while

I’m a child again

and you are shoveling the drive



two televisions

on the same channel

in different rooms

the only way we know

to echo each other these days



I cannot stand

to be in the room

one moment more

so many faux feelings

behind their rigor mortis roses



no tanka ambulance

with red lights rolling—

yet what of blood

on the battlefield

with no dog tags?



trying to flee

the whirlwind thorns

all about her

the velocity of sorrows

under a stone sky

Darrell Lindsey
Darrell Lindsey's Poets & Writers directory listing:  https://www.pw.org/content/darrell_lindsey





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