“I Did This”
© 2012 by Michael L. Utley
 
I did this
A handful of fear and feathers
The black eye of God
Dulling
Fading
Misting
Silent
A handful of blood and feathers
I did this
 
A tiny universe
Gasping for breath
Grasping for death
Stopped cold
By the golden orb of fate
 
I have seen myself
In the black eye of God
The dulling
Fading
Misting
Silent
Eye of God
And there I stood
An empty eternity
Before me
My marbled form
Rigid
My ivory eyes
Blind
Yet full of knowledge
A handful of bones and feathers
I did this
 
I cried
As the sparrow died
In my hand
Its blood a tracery
In my palm
A crimson filigree
My life line stained
In its death
I cursed myself
Railed at the sky
At the earth
At all things
Why
 
There is no why
There only is
And this was bitter
 
The dead bird
Was still warm
When I buried it
 
A handful of nothing
A heart crushed by everything
I did this