SOS

 

 

She eats alone

a leg shackled

in a cement

box

walls

on three sides

a fourth open

to the dirt lot

and buildings

from where

someone

brings her food

only

 

she is sure she exists confused

if she does

uncertain of everything but death,

she stays home in a third eye

 

note: SOS is written with thoughts on a forest elephant shackled and staying alive while isolated in captivity. The poem is included in the 2012-2017 collection. My mother, who is locked in a memory unit as of 2015, is here with elephant and me too. New daily poems resume once the collection goes to the publisher.