The Goodbye

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies ~ Number 10

His baby weighs nothing

floating on bony palms

Practicing sacrifice

A grimacing prayer

Thin breathless arms soft with natures last flourish

the stroking of hair

A habit of care

No hope and rapidly fading

Superficial

Life

We frame our fascinated tongue in gilded verbs

We bring out the colours with chemistry

Changing compounds and celebrating the moon

The baby is full like an orange

But the grey skin juxtaposed is peeling back now

The thin leftover body is heaving

corrosion is heaven too

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