Just this
after all
I said
nothing much
more anyway
then this
is what
you’ll get
after you’ve
given all
else away
Category: Cookie
Chicago
What I didn’t
lose I gave
away wanting nothing
to ever remind
me of what
was once everything
it is strange
now standing here
in this peace
eight long years
later being not
what I was
but what I
am and this
now this new
me will never
go back to
any of that
for that at
least to me
no longer exists
it is done
Damned
There is
a point
and I’ve
found mine
a place
of understanding
and unwillingness
be damned
this point
this place
go hand
in hand
where once
yours went
in mine
be damned
Hands
I remember your hands
as they held mine
I remember feeling them
sudsy and warm under
the tap as we
washed in the kitchen
I remember noticing them
wind their way through
my hair turning my
face towards your kiss
I remember your hands
slipping free from mine
that last and final
time that we parted
Men
Where’d the men go
Did they march off
to some war of
which I was unaware
Were they beamed up
into some alien craft
and swept far away
to some distant planet
to propagate that place
Where did they go
Being a man meant
something once and not
what so many think
What did it mean
Go ask your fathers
father and his father
and his and his
for men have been
gone for a long
time before yesterday and
even longer than today
And I’m wholly uncertain
if they’ll ever return
having been lost to
war or another place