One Fell StrokeThe platelets clotted within those musty walls
Jaggedly standing with the peeling led paint
Thirty year old fixtures of the artery
Clabbered blood still trying to eek its way through
But the stretching walls grow ever more brittle
Corrosion binding to its coalesced innards
One more stint to keep the butter coming home
One more before the old three cut the life line
And send our stymied souls down the river Styx
1-20-2008
The first poem of a collection recently started and tentatively titled Tercet By Moonlight
