Best Poems Written by Rose Holcomb

You, Man

there are veins on the sides of your face
they reach for your eyes
aimed to kill

there are veins on your hands
all together they jump

and again they together jump

if the sun dont burn or if it do, build
first:  rip apart that old thing
make them all the parts remember the beginning of their time

make them grow together to forget
make them grow
you,
man covered in veins

you, man with the steady hands
that wiped up my sticky spilled mess 
(vodka, the unfair things you wont let me say, the songs i make from them, and throw up)
wiped them up good

and other parts of the day,
you don't fall

i wonder if you ever give in just sometimes
just a small glimmer of a bit
to pretend that you are covered, veins and all
in tiny green leaves

i am forever indulging in the vision

Copyright © Rose Holcomb | Year Posted 2006