Tuesday 16 July 2013

Help

"I sit alone at my
window sill.
Trees crackle,
sunshine blares and
children laugh like death.
Their sharp happiness is a
knife to me —
One jealous snake on a
window sill —

They will be here, trees and sun,
and children with canes
and pruney skin
when I am but a memory,
a laugh in the trees
of time.

I sit alone
and try to love them.
I sit alone,
a snake.
I sit alone
and try to love them.
I sit alone
and laugh."

 - Rebecca Rand Kirshner - 'Help'

 

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