12/9/08_Make-up_Poem2 by Betina Hershey Russo
Is it a tear falling
From an over-exhausted eye?
Or a sliver of glass
Sailing up from a broken mirror
To puncture a tattoo?
Or, perhaps it is hanging there
Like a gong, or a heavy-handed clock.
I think it's a pinwheel
Spinning atop a blue stick
While the wind whirs it