Davidson's List

The list scrolled slow
Names of blessed spirits
celebrated by a gospel trio
Rites of small town respect

Liquid glycerin trails
Adorn unbelieving cheeks
As faces pale
And red eyes speak

A lecture of denial
Expressionless glassy stares
Reflect on memories and trials
Stiffened postures intered

Emotions rippling on trembling lips
As mothers, brothers, sisters and sons
Aunts, daughters, uncles and in laws slip
slowly past our earnest attempts born

In our efforts to allay
Strangulation by tear oceans
Yet our actions betray
Vain efforts in slow motion

Lips mouthing assertions
That cannot refute sly
Surreal imagery illusions
Of our inability to say goodbye