Poems by Michael Morrissey

Ordered by most recent inclusion in Tarot

Air

The air we breathe
has been nosed by someone else

A second hand oxygen
coin of a different realm

Indolent as a Mexican siesta
xenon has fled the atmosphere

We wanted ozone
but we got carbon dioxide

We do not know the life of air
though lungs have necessary nous

We look into the eyes of strangers
and know them for the first time