even so even as

even so even as
Darcy Luetzow Staddon
do not be
terrified there is
still ice cream
even so even
as our throats are
scraped out a giant
pestilence a fingernail
scraping out the singing
in our throats no
one said a voice
shredded is less use
ful for singing more
so maybe more of a branch
twisted nest-like in the tall
burning tree so
before it melts quickly itβs
chocolate and
I will still give
you a mouth
Darcy Luetzow Staddon
Poet & Musician
Photography by Ludwig Favre
Ekstasis Magazine