Like a new
Day storm whose
Lightening pops flashing
My dark room
I venture outside
Listening to taps
On my tin
Roof and there
East beyond the
Tree line a
Line of yellow
Breaks free of
Heavy clouds and
Through the pelting
Rain I feel dawns
Sun bathe me
In warmth you
Were that sun
Which broke free
From my storm
And today I
Feel like a
Balloon freed from
The grasp of
A child floating
Free high above
Things winds pushing
Me lifting me
The sun warm
On my round
Body up I
Climb up higher
Higher higher still
Carried over sea
Now descending low
Back to where
I belong as
A new found
Surprise for the
The grasping hand
Of another child
And like crabgrass
You found that
One crack in
My cement and
Wheedled your way
Into my heart
Never the same
For now you
Are here giving
Me your color
Joined we are
Together we’ll be
One just solid
The other beautiful
There’s your pretense
Like sterling silver
Something precious gilded
Onto something cheap
Giving it value
There’s your opinion
Ignorance bonded with
Idiocy there’s your
Charade incapable of
Explanation and instead
Showing hand signals
Like a third
Base coach to
A hitter now
I don’t even
Know whom I
Loved because you
Don’t seem to
Be true why
Must I settle
For your fuckery
Like a duck
On a pond
I spied you
There sitting in
The marsh pretending
To be the
Trees I heard
Your heart race
Smelling your breath
Fly I will
Giving you thrills
Shoot me you
May not because
I’m free you’re
The wet one
Pretending to be
Something else hoping
To take me
Down by surprise
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 