and I pushed it away with yoga
we met in downward dog
the past, when I had been
in this position in a former
room made ours by vows
when you brought me a glass
of water from what was our sink.
Past me smiled and today's me cried.
That's years ago, some other couple
rents that room, that sink,
pays the water bill and i
wish more luck to them kids.
I can't be mad at the dead
but cry over their last memory
of me just twisting and turning
Till I can exit their lives, gutless,
without explaination why.
No comments:
Post a Comment