Suck of Life
In seconds, the sunlit sounds of reading are gulped
Dead in an abyss, where slimy silt wells up,
Every vocal cord stiff and sticky, the tone of flesh
Evaporated, leaving behind
Only the craving and scratching creaks on the cement walls.
The earth is shrouded dark, eyes
Denied of vision, the crystal balls
Shimmering in pumping hearts.
All the used-to-bes are squeezed into one drop and it drips:
You have to live on, child! You shall not betray your mother!
Fear of the future life propels her to pray.
Now, she has to cramp her backbone and try to stop time,
While tucking her teat into the rolling mouth.
Life has to be suctioned out of the nipples of death
Whose freezing liquid crawls along her limbs.
When she is cold, the temperature of all the hearts
Suddenly drops and the flesh becomes weightless
Like pieces of plastic bags blown by a hurricane
To the fire of hell. Crimpled, shrunk,
In what heavy water and how long would they be
Soaked and rinsed,
Before their nucleus could be ignited once more?
May 25, 2008
Note: A mother, stuck in a fallen house with her baby, cramped herself like an arch to protect the months old. She tucked her breast into the baby's mouth, apparently before death, and the baby survived on the dead mother's milk. She had an unsent message on her mobile phone: Baby, if you could survive, please remember I love you.