Poem: A Word (Feb. 1981)


it’s a word coming to me i’m hearing from you
you seem so still why around you there’s light I’m waiting
i think i’m hearing from you
no a joke upon me from me and sad at that and not sad
too it’s a word from you hello hello then gone before I
finish the word seals up closes gone

pot a plant on my window a green stem a sad little
green boy looking at me go home little boy no use for
you here no point in a green stem over here

a man too there’s coming from that gasp of a word that
shard of a letter there’s a man too
who aah i know a man that man i know though me not
me he doesn’t know me i don’t really know him but i know
him a decent man a posed man solid stable not me no
not me another man

no point in that man another man over there

nor a glimmer nor a word
only spring distance green miles long roads
imagine wondering thinking that’s me wondering
thinking waiting no deep thinking
just wondering that’s all imagine that


No Responses Yet to “Poem: A Word (Feb. 1981)”

  1. Leave a Comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: