An Open Mouth
W. Yusef Doucet
Poetry
When did he steal your soul, zombie?
What wicked sorcerer drained you?
Poured your soul out, a libation
And offering, slow, sweet and black
For the dead who eat the dead and
Never grow full, some dark rum for
The bloodless devils that live in
The emptiness left within you?
Zombie, look at you. Can you see
Your reflection in a pool of rain
Water or a mirror when your
Stolen soul is not your own soul?
Does a dead man watch from the glass?
Can he see you fade into ash?
What rider drives your head, zombie
And makes you think you alone drive?
An open mouth...open to bear witness, to show what lives inside, to share what must come forward: the poems in this collection add one more voice to the human chorus that sings as proof of life – funky, messy, soulful, struggling, exhilarating life.
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