Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone
Carcass
By Julie Ellinger Hunt
Diseased and rotting, limbed branch
jets out, scratches
walkers as they stroll by.
You’re the over active wind
that will eventually snap me and
I’ll fall parallel to the dirt and stones–
probably trip a well suited hiker as he walks up the path.
Diseased and rotting,
internal limbed branches,
the relationship carcass,
bones passed on as months pass me.
No longer the wind that
will knock me over,
I bury your face next to the neighbor’s
willow tree. A shallow plot
for your shallow affection.
probably missed only by me, only because I value trivial things.
The bones of us deteriorate.
Yours in dirt. Mine exposed with
whiter flesh, still diseased,
still rotting, but finally beautiful.
soon to become a bronzed replica
I display on a shelf above the toilet.
A Harmonic Gallop, published as part of Contributor Series 6: A Currency of Words, was Julie Ellinger Hunt’s first poem to appear at vox poetica.
