Monday, June 30, 2008

THE OBlIQUE

I didn't know it would be like this.

the in-between.

so soon.

I knew I would grow old,

infirm,

wobbly,

obtuse.

if i didn't die first.



But I did not know about the in-between.

the dizzy,

the oblique,

the lack of focus,

all the mucus.

Sit beside me.

Hold my hand.

You don't have to talk,

Or understand.

Kiss me on the cheek when you leave.

You will be like this someday, if you don't die first.