Chloe says it is
impossible to carry
on with the day
knowing that innocent
people are dying. RIP
(little red heart)
..
Then how, i wonder,
did she carry on
yesterday or the
day before and how
will we carry on
tomorrow? How
do the innocent
carry anything?
..
All of us carry the day
with shoulders never
broad enough. They
start out too small
and they stay that way.
..
Our stretchers stretch and
stretch but never seem to
stretch enough to carry all
that need to be carried.
..
Our eyes turn and
turn with the turning
of the earth. Sight-
less they spin in our
skulls until smoke greys
the air around us, clouds
our ears and clogs the
empty places where un-
heard ghosts all go to die.
..
They too turn in their own
innocent dance, spinning
across the ball room, the
roomless ball, through bottom-
less halls they spin and fall.
And less is never enough.
..