Treasure Island

Kathryn Garner

(May 10,1991)

From a Cell in Hell


I’ve always owned my embellished hallucination
While the blood spews through the tears
All but an incriminated and cruel occupation
But that was before you were there

A plug in a hole in a heart
No more a manner, a fixation
The sins don’t seep out your part
And the masterpiece now
Is no blundering error, no misinterpretation

I’ve counted down the rips to eight
Each damp from its fragment
But you’ve got the will to save love so late
And no muddled questions of where tries went

Heart sustaining on what never came to be
But now it no longer guzzles richly in my veins
And I too absorbed in obscurity and tragedy
But you’ve raptured me from all but stains

It was divine for divinity to never tell
And for you, it required more than copper or wish
Swept to bliss, of troubled Eden from a cell in hell
And I could foretell from the first kiss

Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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