a film in black and white to watch when sick
these stories and songs are medicine
every open can gobble up nourishment
feed me, then leave like a thief through windows
move through the house of me, haunt me, hunt me
catch me in your teeth, grind my bones like
salt and pepper, the basic spice that flavors
and brings out the marrow in us all
you won’t be forgiven, but given still
a piece of plot and an ending without
being finished, though the reel is done, it
feels like more to come after the credits
the flickering frames freeze, light remains, beams
a moment trapped in earth like a fossil.