songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

OUR ENDLESS

OUR ENDLESS NUMBERED DAYS

Giant peregrine  circles above my corner

of city     Some might think him a glider

but I   know better    Grew up with wild

men  and   tame birds    forthemostpart

Those were   simpler times?

 

I just found out that an  old friend’s

husband is confined   to a chair    I once

said  experimentally    that nothing can

prepare us for this stage of life     For this

I received  a blank stare

 

My compatriot was busy being a   good wife

to a man leading a   double life      I tend to

agree with Sinead:        I don’t know what I want from this world

 

Except for my friends to stop getting sick

&  for my husband to hold my hand   like

he’s holding hers     over there

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Songanddancegirl     Sinead  O’ Connor     Iron & Wine

 

Winter  2012

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