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in July he came home with nothing to live for
and damn near died in the scope of a rifle in August our sweet cat took ill and died his demise leaving us bereft and miserable in September, more fore-shadowings of doom clues of certain guarantees being over (another friend buried) in October my girlfriend left for good tricked into moving while her home was sold out from under her in November my brother nearly starved to death eating no sit-down Thanksgiving dinner in December I was given official family walking papers irreconcilable indifference, the treason in January I knew it was the New Year but I couldn't look forward much less look backwards then wretched winter came breaking down all the trees making us shut-ins layering the roads with impassable snow and black ice in a city with barely 30 plows and no no-how to get rid of it homeless babies died the very hour they were born homeless men and women froze solid to the ground spring couldn't come soon enough for a world that badly needed love and thawing out I couldn't feel my heart beating nor hear its comforting steadiness perhaps, I too, was frozen Vote for this poem |
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