Sometimes I wonder whether
my eyes, watery, or my bad
knee ache is that
I kick out the crutches
or was a pretty good runner
who cheated. The light keeps blinking
like cats in a drowning bag
after my father, driving away
from his wife, my mother, a lost
license, my brother, unable
to breathe just at the end.
The whole bathroom sinking.
Giving no other substitute.
A spyglass hoping to be evident.
A curl in the middle of a book
separating the epic tug
after digging through the music.
God, sometimes I wish I'd
be forgiven long enough
to sit down on the rock I've been stitching
and convey the worn reason
the remainder of the night
looks at us with a labyrinthine eye.
Or the real remembrance of things past
and not the inability to translate the title
beats down on our canvas hearts.
But that is enough
drumming for me tonight.
my eyes, watery, or my bad
knee ache is that
I kick out the crutches
or was a pretty good runner
who cheated. The light keeps blinking
like cats in a drowning bag
after my father, driving away
from his wife, my mother, a lost
license, my brother, unable
to breathe just at the end.
The whole bathroom sinking.
Giving no other substitute.
A spyglass hoping to be evident.
A curl in the middle of a book
separating the epic tug
after digging through the music.
God, sometimes I wish I'd
be forgiven long enough
to sit down on the rock I've been stitching
and convey the worn reason
the remainder of the night
looks at us with a labyrinthine eye.
Or the real remembrance of things past
and not the inability to translate the title
beats down on our canvas hearts.
But that is enough
drumming for me tonight.
