for Steve Byrne
sometimes
we build walls against the hurt
mounting up inside
as we trade our dismissed
worry for anger and pain
even as we try to hold back a flood
of obsession that wells up again and again
we don’t know what
our last act in life might be
or if anyone will understand
what we've left behind
or care
as our anguish grows
we add another block
to another row
until finally
we see nothing
but the wall that holds us in
Barry DeCarli
July 11, 2015
On Hammond Pond, Goshen, MA
©2015 Barry DeCarli
No comments:
Post a Comment