Saturday, December 7, 2013

I caught the way


I caught the way to keep forever
salt like glass scrubbed to a thick lens
she wore small silver spectacles
the bright yellow of the leaves like light, dim but light just the same

I caught the way to keep forever
you soft and lonely
running his hands between two layers of fabric
saying quietly to himself; I will not always be tethered to a crowd

I caught the way to keep forever
knowing it was a bitterly cold, winter day
a small paper theater with changeable backdrops
how much dreaming will it take?

I caught the way to keep forever
a fever of levers and wedged thoughts
thunder in my veins
being totally alone

I caught the way to keep forever
the doors are wide open
alabaster arms and legs but soft 
the trees were dreaming