Charles Wax


The Utmost Fortress


Soon the snow would whirl from highest heaven to earth
spreading the nectar of happiness
on the tortured streets, on the tortured hearts.
“You ain’t heard a word I said, ” Hubert Tilton moaned.
“Sorry, ” I said, meaning it, yet still caught up
in the blessed vision.
“Yesterday after supper
I munched a whole loaf of Wonder bread
and drank a six pack of red raspberry soda.
I needed pleasure.
If I don’t stuff myself day and night
I can’t touch the ground.”
I stared at Tilton.
“Bernstein, ” he continued, “if I don’t eat
I suffer and get low, so low.”
Bill Oats chimed in, “It is back with me now
the paralysis.”
Suddenly the large plate glass window of Meng’s
framed the first snowflakes.
“I go to sleep with anxiety and wake up in it.
I long for ease.
No hope.
Close to death.”
Bill Oats paused, stared at the ceiling,
finally screaming, “I ACCEPT DEATH.”
Then: closed his eyes and whispered,
“Death is horrible.
What will happen to me? ”
Eyes open now:
“I fear each moment
yet I have resolved not to have such fears
but Resolve cannot penetrate Dread.”
Outside, no questions, gloom crushed.
Bill Oats continued, “There’s an invisible wall
between me and humanity
I’m distant from their dreams
and have no interest in their voices
they can’t help untangle my wretchedness.
Only death is undistorted…”
Tilton blurted out, “Doctor Munn said if I didn’t lose weight
I was a dead man but he said the same thing
when I went past 400 pounds.
I’m still around.”
Almost a headache by now
the chatter of doom, so eloquent
but beyond the window
wonder.

Submitted: Sunday, January 11, 2009

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  • Rookie - 4 Points Martin O'Neill (1/19/2009 6:36:00 AM)

    I find this someetimes when I log on to the internet, beyond the Windows, wonder. And here it is in this word-etched vignette of life. Wonderful! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (1/12/2009 3:49:00 AM)

    'Beyond the window wonder'...lost in those whirling snowflakes.
    one might find a type of redemption. Wonderful
    to see you posting here once again.

    Kind regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

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