“i saw the light fading out”
one father says
“i saw the life fading out”.
one mother fills
fuel cans o want
with the life fading out
one mother
aims her wheels
at the hearts
one mother stands her child upside down
with a bop on the nose
be it ever so mild
she siphons burn-worthy
from a funnel into a hose
want is need
anger’s in speed
the husks of her children
become the feathers of Fall
of the wind formerly warnful
of velocity one could read
and michael said,
he told us
“i saw the light fading out”