Thanksgiving in 2 days
my birthday in 7
and where was I last year?
You don't want to know
but yea I remember
the stairwells
the phone calls
I was waking from
4 years of drowsy dreams
a warm cocoon
you slit me open
and pulled me out
and pulled my hair
the night was cold
but smoke was warm
dashboards were hot
it was almost 6 months
you don't want to know
but yea I remember
sleep in eyes at 3 am.
and heavy boots crunching pavement
1 day until I go home
to wood walls painted red
and mama's cool hands
on my forehead
dad watching football
with gray socked feet crossed
Lyndsay's playing cards
with my friends
she always wins,
it's the name of the game
5 of diamonds, not of clubs
Ace of spades and they quit
Because it's her house
this is her game
and 8 months from now
life changes
air gets hotter
I get freer
keep on writing
eat your heart out
mine stays right here
nine months to birth a child
I remember
mama's cool hands
daddy loves me
times are changing
Thanksgiving is getting closer
and no place like home
has a whole new meaning this year
Count down from 10 if your feeling stressed
before you know it a brand new
year will be here.
Thanksgiving is coming
I'll remember it next year.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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2 comments:
this year is SO much better than last year.
I love this. I love the flow of it, the pace and rhythm.
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