recalled — by snapping synapses
in brain — to inland hushed by chemical
cascade — a swaddling rain —
migraine muscles body
to live — instead of head — in bed
and consciousness to monitor the flame.
how wise the flesh to rein the mind, to
turn its outward looking
coil thought to meditate
the dumb pathways of pain.
vehicle tempering wayfarer —
restrain. restrain. restrain.
The coiled snake
of my father’s anger
sleeps at the base of his spine.
It snores through play
but rises unpredictably
Triggered, it shoots up and out
his customarily kind mouth.
We flee in well-versed vectors —
Run, rabbit, run!
Alas, plump and placid,
I am the slow one…
I wonder if all the other mothers’
faces pinch too —
Do they eye the time to sip respite?
Break out at night to stare longingly in?
Shock dumb limbs to life in bracing waters?
I wonder if they feed on their children /
feed their children?
If their masks itch and slip
in cold; contain
the urge, the surge
of migratory flight.
If years petrify
around their sights —
of darting eyes.
If underneath, their aims
are warped like wings.