Her face calms
and there is her daughter
the architecture of a dynasty
descendant on the screen
dear, say “I love you”
*
Leave and know
the power of the state convenes
to keep her comforted
powerful, and human;
surrounded.
*
Where love and power
coincide with great loss
and worlds, there an art is born
an institution poem
a hospital stanza
*
How did I come from nothing
to be here now at her shoulder
who will come from nothing to be at mine
when that which was me
is failing?
*
At the end of all things
there is a rainstorm
and a sad looking god
who will rise in fire
come the next evening
Absolute|Unrest 