I AM DEAD
The walking dead the walking wounded
Night of the living dead Nights these days
so redolent with awake Can’t possibly
be ready for the wake ? Read the clearest
tale of a man’s lastday Mugged in Brixton
punch in side is a knife glint too late Girl in yellow dress jumps onto the bus
He knows what’s been done but like Anna K.
he cannot rise up the slow train is upon him
Walt says: Has anyone supposed it lucky to be born ?
It is just as lucky to die
Bird against window legs twitch then stop
mid twitch plump slash of yellow between
eyes Father says: Let’s go – and boards
the slow train In Mexico picnics on graves
O Walt who need fear the merge ?
Not contained between my hat and boots
I come again and again
May His great name be exalted and sanctified
..And he will resuscitate the dead and
raise them up to eternal life.. Mourners Kaddish Prayer
Spring 2013 Songanddancegirl Zadie Smith Walt Whitman