By Catherine Ann Cullen
Strange Familiar Details:
Published: August 2013
Sample piece from Strange FamiliarJohnny Cash Sings Hurt
You creak out this last confession
walking a sound between prayer and sob,
eyes looking death in the face,
heart on its last throb.
You've always known these bars
you're breaking through, these blues,
the man in black depression,
nothing easy now, all blood and bruise,
mouth twisted into a wound
from which the dark words ooze.
An old train whistles past.
A finger flares on a string.
You trawl the heart's tracks for a last line,
crawl through a burning ring.