A Coal Miner’s Butterfly

by | Feb 20, 2011 | Blog, My Poems

I tied the hands
of a clock
like shoe laces

took pictures
and over

until the image
was exposed
in the shape

of a heart.

I found fingers –

in the staggering
corn stalks.

Two swans gliding through an old factory

the S of white necks

a soundless compression fracture

a time capsule hidden
in rusted pipe.

I curled myself against a wall
and waited –


I curled myself –

for answers.