Kristi Leigh Smith
Resurrection Ground
For Brandon Lee
The sky looks down on
a broken plot of ground.
Something dark has come.
Rain falls.
A fist appears
breaking
from the drowning earth.
Fingers molded in pain,
like those of a marble crucifix.
Falling Faster.
Rain surges through the air.
The ground opens.
A crow caws in despair.
Hail hits
the head of a tombstone,
Pallid skin contested
by dripping blackness
he emerges
Breathing.