Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Eighth Vigil

Eighth Vigil

Quietly I honor ‘Himself’
both our hearts broken;

dad’s beloved wife
cast him out at death

my beloved mother
cast out me at birth

her madness began with my first breath
she sunk into a schizoid delusion after his last

he begged to come home to die
gone were his home and daughters

mom held in lock down ward
whispering to her voices about dad

his lungs filled, heart seized
I keened

my saint
of St. Valentines Day