CHIME
beware
when things go
against the grain;
Emily chime
when nothing
could seem so innocuous
with
good reason
when death is civil, mannered,
unrushed, polite and smiles
when zero fellows creep
and crawl
and voice
too suddenly bone —
gone the good old swagger
thrush of life
and poem
absorbed in stone
— dumb tone!
poems 2 die for 