Fish Skeleton

(Pass Christian, Mississippi)


       But a relic
       of movement,
       reduced
       to the lowest
       common
       denominator

       of bone,
       in the chapel
       of sun, cloud,
       moon and star,
       it lies
       in stark repose,

       a woodless
       guitar
       whose taut
       white strings
       the wind strums,
       oozing

       through the horror
       of a gaping
       mouth,
       the stark,
       gratuitous music
       of death.

The Cock
(deep East Texas)

       The darkness recoils
       from the seizure
       of his crowing.
       He vulgarizes

       the daybreak
       with the raw,
       gaping wound
       of his comb.

       Spurs stud
       the filthy yellow
       of his feet.
       His plumes

       vivify the dreams
       of milliners.
       In the company of hens
       he struts,

       smug
       in his legendary
       shame
       of denial.


Larry D. Thomas is a member of the Texas Institute of Letters, and served as the 2008 Texas Poet Laureate. As If Light Actually Matters: New & Selected Poems, was issued by Texas Review Press in 2015. WEB
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