for HUM 160
December 18, 2006
there is no cure for the common cold
there is no cure for a condemned soul
like tiny pieces of packed powder
see drops of red among shards of glass on the floor
sealed in bright aluminum foil
suffocated beneath plastic or cloth
popped, broken, torn
bruises, scratches, cuts
flushed down with water
a jump to the fathoms below
three times a day for seven days
for an eternity be it fire or darkness, if you believe it so
there may be a cure for the common cold
but then again there is no cure for a condemned soul