Her head hit the goose feather pillow
the way an automobile collides into a
barricade during a crash test. But her
mind continued to spinout.
And there I was, beside her, wishing
I could take that vehicle’s crunched frame
in my hands and expand it. Then I could
learn to play it like an accordion
and in tempo with her breathing,
perhaps warble out a lullaby.
Andrew Ray Williams is a poet living in Pennsylvania, USA. His work has been featured at Ink, Swear & Tears, Red Eft Review, The BeZine Quarterly, among others.