Poems from David McWilliams
the day you left
the world still spun
precisely poised in orbit
and time.
no meteor shower or catastrophic event
molested the cosmic drab...
engrossed while guarded
squirming through smiles
we peddle concrete lies,
unload them on the plate.
words drop stillborn
like some...
who dwells with us in the unseen
standing over as we sleep?
in the mirror, someone not us
yet too familar;
staring deep, dissecting our...
if oneday you hear me
through shadows, understanding;
when we've screamed out deaf
through pinholes in the floor.
then perhaps you'll...
warm, supple flowers
whether plucked or pressed.
no bud so tender, resilient
as breasts.
though scoundrels paw
and lovers may bruise;
there...