Crise Cardiaque Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Crise Cardiaque



Back drop slack, black out, blackdrop, Fates distill
dread doom that throttles hope while crushing will,
heavy atmosphere light through black-hole soul's spin
from birth to berth saw joker choke loss win
from life game's poker play asphixiating.
Block locked out plans of mortal man's kith, kin.

One slipped without a groan,
sensed, stumbling, scorching chill
shiver deep within,
sharp stab burst brittle bone.
Heart vain saw fear vein fill.
Silence mid midday din –
stark sirens – all alone
pressing, oppressing shrill.

The city seemed to spin
as top without a tone
topsy-turvy struck will,
figure of eight fate. Chin
struck pavement grave, meant moan
which, stillborn, knew no ill.

Infinity with din
met meteorite, turned stone,
clogged artery foot bill,
no time repentance, sin.
Sepia-dyed monochrome.
Another soul, culled in,
sighed once, forever still,
soul raced to space unknown.

21 April 1991 revised 29 July 2009 and 1 May 2013

Crise Cardiaque

One slipped without a groan,
sensed, stumbling, scorching chill
shiver deep within,
sharp stab burst brittle bone.
Heart vain saw fear vein fill.
Silence mid midday din –
the sirens – all alone –
stifled, oppressing shrill.
The city seemed to spin
as top without a tone
topsy-turvy struck will,
figure of eight fate. Chin
struck pavement grave, meant moan
but, stifled, knew no ill.
infinity with din
Met meteorite, turned stone,
clogged artery foot bill,
no time repentance, sin.
Sepia-dyed monochrome.
Another soul, culled in,
sighed once, forever still,
soul raced to space unknown.

21 April 1991 revised 29 July 2009

For previous version see below

Crise Cardiaque

One slipped on cobbled stone,
sensed, stumbling, scorching chill
shiver deep within,
sharp stab through fragile bone.
Heart vain saw fear vein fill.
Silence mid midday din –
the sirens – all alone –
stifled, oppressing shrill.
The city seemed to spin
as top without a tone
topsy-turvy turned will,
no time repentance, sin.
Sepia-dyed monochrome.
Another soul, culled in,
sighed once, forever still,
soul left for land unknown.

21 April 1991

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