Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, April 2, 2015


coiled about itself
like an ouroboros

dead inside
a zip lock baggy

in a freezer
so much more

than a reptile
on ice

look at it

touch it
touch it!

pick it up
hold it

you don’t get it
do you

you don’t see it
do you

the overwhelming

how everything
is urgent and matters

road kill

how can you 
when your brains aren’t scrambled

and time
hasn’t come unhinged

when you aren’t standing
nearly naked and shedding

in the middle
of your own life

while a killing cure
snakes through your veins

how can you
when the road you’re on

isn’t crawling with
unexpected switchbacks

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