17 9 / 2012
Curiosity
It starts out with a small scratch
and turns into a gaping hole.
The box of bandaids on the table can’t change the fact
that you’re falling, slowly
into a deep mist
of hopeless.
You thought it was minor but it’s a major
like the officer in war that can change the course of a life
and suddenly your cheek is wet
a soft faucet drip
your eye is producing
curiosity
you just never know
how this will be
am i going to be okay?
i just want to be okay,
you say.
you walk on,
but the faucet
has a persistant leak
and every word cuts the hole deeper
and deeper
and even deeper
until the drip has become
a waterfall.
and curiosity
you never know
how this will be
am i going to be okay?
i just want to be okay,
you say.
suddenly you can’t go on
someone is in your way
a hand comes toward you
closer, closer.
you close your eyes.
the hand takes yours
and after a small squeeze
the faucet leak is fixed.
no curiosity
now you know
how this will be
i am going to be okay
i am going to be okay,
you say.
i am going
to be
okay.
14 5 / 2012
The Tree
Alone
it stands.
Heavy with regret.
The things it could have done
but didn’t.
Its leaves
wilting
falling
one
by
one.
Each leaf a memory
leaving
at last.
Sagacious and ancient
Omniscient
the tree.
Saddened by abandonment.
and the oncoming end.
The last memory
falls. Nothing left.
With a whispering wind,
the tree
sighs.
Groaning with the weight of a heavy life
it falls
slowly, finally…
the tree is gone.
11 4 / 2012
Hurricane
The quiet pain,
A bitter remembering.
The memories come like a flood
Drowning the only happiness that remains.
She gasps for air as her life fades
But the pain keeps falling
Wet from the sky.
Struggling to break the surface
She is caught by the waves
Again and again
Until she gives in to the cascade
And sinks Deeper.
But then a light
A light shines in the distance
And she rises
Grasping the hope of the light.
The water drains
She is alive again.
She is okay until the next
Hurricane of tears
That breaks her apart
Again.
