UNDERGROUND VOICES MAGAZINE/DUNCAN FANKBONER


	UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY

DUNCAN FANKBONER

like that

there is something
behind the light
that I can't quite
make out
a face
a voice
the light blinds me
how can I see
what lies
behind the sun
this life
this existence
there is no way
in or out
you are in
before you are born
you are out
before you are dead
a snap of the fingers
the flash of a bulb
and it is over
perhaps
a picture survives
or a promise
or a kiss
on someone's lips
or words
on a page
like numbers
or the voice
of a toy soldier
crying
I am
dead