Lingering
never say die
from this flat line
rebirth
Sparks spike
on the graph
upside down vees
mean carbon’s awake
I flutter I shake I
bake back to life
ain’t been this good
since the last time
Chagall 2015
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Although she was Brahmin
her enlightenment came
straddled atop a Shudra.
Chagall 2015
Her soul
refrains the great
songs of her past lifetimes
she’ll rest complete, spent, the coda
a hush,
a poem
recited before the last fire,
upturned faces glowing
all fade away:
her time
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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