Pink Coffin 1

 

Huddled mourners

            Beneath

                        Tent

 

Rabbi reads

            Print-out

                        Eulogy

 

Rain drenches

            Pink

                        Coffin

 

 

 

Pink Coffin 2

 

            Pink was a bit startling, but it was her favorite color

Now she’s gathered in Chicago

The estranged sons, their wives, a rag-tag of grandchildren

            Around the pinkness that surrounds her

 

The coffin sways

The cradle rocks

                        Pinkness slips and slides

                        Down, down

 

                        A fetus in the womb

                        Sleeps in pinkness

                        Thumb in mouth

                                    Perfect