Part 2:

The Act of Blaming things

“yeah the guilty is often
the victim of the injured.”

as if I am even hurting anything;
some embittered tremulous thing
shaking her fist at the
moon and praying for a tidal
wave.

you notice my arms are toned,
you say I really “wear my weight.”
you watch me lift bone to sky
and notice the notch in my veins
before you even notice
the flood.

‘“The Long Rain”