the following is too much of too little.
*
write it write it
write the poem that includes everyone
including you
there sitting sloppily
looking at them flipped
precipitating pages of night
and remaining unseen
unread
unknown
like a lost thing
*
no one reads
and all remains right
for there is little wrong
with so much wrote
*
there is no word
for the loss of a child
perhaps except infantry
and the trying war therein
*
there is no word
for the loss of a child
perhaps except exception
to all we learned as children
*
there is no word
for the loss of a child
perhaps except –
*
there is no word
for the loss of a child
perhaps except
there is no child
for the loss of words
Discussion
No comments yet.