I use the voice of one
Who has not spoken in days barely audible
She drags the chair away
I stare out chewing swallowing.
I am not among these people
I want to be at home
With my sympathetic songs
And my midnight colored sheets
I elect to live and go about the everyday
I don’t share my table
It’s mostly by choice
People exhaust me
Nodding smiling,
expressing mutual response
It’s unending
I want to go unnoticed
I want to be invisible
Saying unheard words
Is the emptiest feeling I can conjure up
I am longing to be reached
From a high tower
I am glad I am not beautiful
How compliments advances must be invading
How tiring I feel just imagining it.
9-14-00
Trying to Tell You
Full color, wide
Arms draped around our brother
You are showing your teeth
Six year old hair in your eyes
I see it clear
The boys at either side
Every mouth open, squinting
You are leaning your chin
On our brother’s head
He is looking away
But he lets you hold him back
Phil and Jay still clean for now
No paths yet fallen
No lines yet broken
Your heart is bursting
On the picnic bench
What does Jeremy see?
Right elbow at his neck
Left hand on his heart
I have a picture
Love, full color, wide
9-7-00
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