Water - 3.5 liters
Mood- great
Day 9 of 68
Quick post for today since it's very late.
Cardio:
Swim (50 minutes), treadmill (15 min. HIIT)
Weight:
Chest: incline press
Shoulders: lat. raise, push press
Life:
I finished a few poems that satisfy me :-)
Catch you later,
--Jay
POEM :
Ant leftovers
The curved throats of half buried doves
sprout along the side of the road
at odd angles, you see
I’ve heard their foreheads
beating hard against the ground:
a sudden crush of ants
sticking to the creased corners of their eyes
like acid soaked watermelon seeds.
Pressed into darker substance by
the added pressure, a thick paste on their brow.
I’ve learned that the earth does not
accommodate well to a bird’s skull
crashing into the soil.
It preserves the sound well enough
though the tone has been depressed
stretching out among the roots
if you asked I would describe it
as two soldiers pounding
dead center at my breastbone,
perhaps not as mute –
there are always submerged stones.
I simply want to kiss and smooth them down
further, apply the battered
ant remains to my unhealed wounds
the insides of their beaten abdomens
snagged beneath my nail
blacker than a mulberry filthy underneath
2 comments:
GREAT JOB.....LOVE YOU................POPPY
JAY CALL ME POPPY.
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