songanddancegirl

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

WEEP

A TIME TO LAUGH   A TIME TO WEEP

learning to disappear began with birds  moved on

to horses  +huge dogs   even the odd squirrel or 2

a horse is a 2,000 pound animal he said   show

fear  +you can die    later in rooms full of toys   feral

children close at hand  theories discarded

 

one boy faced the wall for a year  as i sat zazen   turned

doll’s house upside down  violent bashing  +crashing of

furniture  people  +pets    holy mayhem    as his family

exploded  every week at 2:15     gradually his depression

eased   he smiled once   handsome now   muted mask of 1/2

alive   dropped for seconds flat

 

later  the invisible therapist  rides again  with 19 yr. old woman

flapping like a caught hawk  up in the windowsill    she leaked

warm urine  everywhere   30 yrs. of invisibility when necessary

children come out of dungeons  +reveal their torturers in psycho-

dramatic reveries

 

is it a wonder that people looked at you in horror  at their dinner

parties?   you  granted immunity from humanity in day job  by night

your chitchat emptied rooms with regularity    sex me    

invisible therapist     sex me

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There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose.
A time to rend, a time to sew.
A time for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
(ecclesiastes/george aber & pete seger)

 

 

 

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