Saturday, January 10, 2015

From the Notebook of J Michel


My boots on the pavement are setting off
Mini shock waves that make me light headed.
Somehow leaving and entering (and the six years in between)
Have caused my disparate lives to come crashing full circle
Into me
And at night –when I lie awake waiting for sleep –
Death finds me wearing the head of a jackal

And the need of a man.

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