by Dennis Paul Wilken

Fell off the horse
And was dragged
Out of one life
And into another -

A drooling disaster
Crabbed into a broken body,
Brains leaked out
Through a gaping hole
In the back;

Sitting, fading,
Gibberish his only speech
Confusion, a constant companion,
One fall
From heaven to hell.

Dennis P. Wilken is a veteran journalist and former writer for Cincinnati Magazine. Most recently his poetry has appeared in Word Riot, Madswirl and his editorials in Pacific Publishing publications.  His last chapbook, Sweat Off the Diamond, was published in 2009. He lives in Seattle, Washington where he is the Poetry Editor of Commonline.