Simple Things…

1.1

It is me who is now able to
wake from a sweet dream – a man able to
grow corn in a field of lore…!

Lest you, or some others mistake corn for
an expectation of tomatoes, I will write
you a myth about some other vegetable.

I can do that – the simple things are easy.
But don’t ask me to sweep the floor of
your dark ants, some things I will not do.

1.2

So…there was an explanation waiting in
the wings like an excuse wanting to come
home after an extended vacation.

But the curtain could not be drawn away –
It wanted to hold a shroud over the past
covering its secrets like an emergency.

So…the conversation continued on and on
ad infinitum while dark ants struggled to
play Beethoven.

1.3

You wish you were a funereal flower wet
with honey for a baby – that a slither
snake would explain a final mystery.

How is it that an excuse never bandages
a sad reality and its telling to someone
somewhere, doesn’t erase a memory?

From the door into the kitchen you watch life
being prepared by dark ants with stolen sugar,
and wonder if the candy will ever be ready?

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2 responses to “Simple Things…

  1. I loved this. I don’t know why, couldn’t give you reasons, just thought it was beautiful. And a little sad. I particularly like 1.2 stanza one.

  2. Thank you Jay…no explanation necessary… your love is enough…

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