yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
deep in my inner ear
it vibrates
a scream in a lovely song
a headline on a web page
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
in the squint eyes of a scrawny man
in the scent on the air
a wizened old man totters by
a cough in a quite church
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
so I recite the serenity prayer
take a deep breath
sip water
push back the pain in my throat
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
my memories meander on a soothing violent current
jaws clench in determination
a quiet pledge
a loud thanks giving
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
tears in my rice
an instinctive flinch
come fill my nails with grit
let me hold on to the warmth of the dying sun
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
in a new borns cry
an empty chair at the table
in that feeling that wont end
In the discomfort of my questions
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
the face contorts in a cry
the familiar texture of a shirt
the blue of mouth wash
yellow marigolds on a grave
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
in the unspoken voice of a strong lady
first fruit of the mango tree
crumbling beams of the wooden room
empty bottles in a dusty cupboard
yesterday I asked myself Why
today the question is a lot Bigger
old pictures in a draw
a scapular and an old watch
come back, oh come back, come back, oh come back
what would I not give to have you back.
20th June 2008
Petty
8 years ago
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