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What Possessed Me To Google A 90’s Article Of My Brother’s Death?
Remembrance’s fingerpicks tickle strings, of a Freudian headache,
warm at first. In maternal skies,
pajamas’ expanse breathes freely on Saturday
when cartoonish riots of mutants marvel a child.
Then midnight is breastfeeding a prehistoric moon’s first day of high school,
rounding prepubescence to the dark side of memories:
A boy with an erection in health class handed chalk.
Then agonizing throbbing. What is childhood?
(a bookshelf’s blank epic poem from 1995)
Sex and death wage war in marriage counseling, between a toddler: You,
one surviving sperm after a legion of funerals.
“It’s just one of those tragic occurrences,” quoted from Lieutenant Gierasce
in John T. McQuiston’s article,
L.I. Boy, 13, Is Killed in Fall From Elementary School Roof.