maybe her body followed

Posted by Cliff Weber in Poetry Corner on April 9, 2012 7:25 pm / no comments

Breaking the surface of the pomegranate
felt like penetrating human skin.
The purple blood trickled down my fingers
and splashed onto the meat of my bare foot.
I saw it falling towards the ground,
and even though there was ample time to react,
I was unable to pull away.
I felt knuckle deep in fresh Jello
or 15 minutes into a hot shower
on a winter morning.
I knew I had to let go,
but my body refused.

Cliff Weber

Cliff Weber is 26 years-old and lives in Los Angeles. In addition to a recent poetry chapbook called "even if it takes all night", he has self-published three collections of work, all available on lulu.com. His work has appeared in Adbusters, Out of Our, Beatdom, Bartleby Snopes and Burningword, among others. He is currently working on a novel and is in need of a publisher.

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