12 March 2011

Bob-sled

Yesterday was my birthday. Forgive the lack of poetry for the day. Here is yesterdays today.

Bob-sled 3/11

It is my birthday

This is a drift – ice – breaking after walking
three days you are staring at open sea
All that white – you think – all that goddamn white

I am carrying too many things
so much weight behind me

Staring into the abyss of endless sea

What is thrown from the sled
What kept for the long walk to the other side