22 August 2012

33. jubilant and the vulture (h sonnet)

the image presaged no celebration:
tribal bracelets and diamond-stud earring,
war-weary eyes
and tales from the front lines.
His red pickup truck;
a green garden hose.

A morality tale about a person
undone by the curse of fame.

sleeping pills
pain-killers
rat poison

Afterwards, he sat under a tree,
lit a cigarette, talked to God, and cried

clutching at autobiography, self-analysis, explanation, excuse.

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