| Jon Pineda |
Coma
What if I told you
each time you whispered
my name it felt like a door
I could place a hand against,
feel how warm it was, as if
the world on the other side,
yours, was the one on fire?
Jon Pineda
Coma first appeared in Drunken Boat.
Poem, copyright © 2005 by Jon Pineda
Appearing on From the Fishouse with permission
Audio file, copyright © 2005, From the Fishouse
Posted on August 22, 2005 7:02 AM