I Breathe Pain

I breathe in the pungent flavor of pain, the bitter taste in nightfall's weeping as stars hide behind gray- washed posts , rain suffocating a prayer for comfort, a sorrowful litany echoing among drained dew... Lost, alone in melange of grieving thoughts of fragile child , lost and thiefed by dark virus from cell's weakened body-- I clutch babe's pashima until silence breaks the spell of another morn, raw and stained from unrequited dreams, from a mother's fervor locked in chains never to be caressed with care... Into frozen cuddle disarranged by lacerated dreams, oh infant falls asleep innocent of pale slumber somewhere...where? While I, a woman drenched by restless agony lay among grasses coiled with a box of lullabies only to drown and spill my being, as I breathe in the bitter scream of farewell.