Sugarwater (11/30)

you know,

you can squeeze that

damn fruit so hard--

use the blender's power and skill

and perhaps still 

sugar, ice, water plus your will 

can not

turn that lemon

into anything more


a sallow, beaten rhind

a fruit too sour to be defined

as novel.

So it is sometimes with pain. 

There are the days you can  



levitate the ache

(wo)manipulate it in swirls

like smoke from the shaman's pipe. 

But all too often, for those of us-- 

the sick and the dying-- 

there are these unasked for sugarwater days:

agony so deep that even the angels

weep as they bear witness...

not all lemons make lemonade.