![]() Abbey LightsA Poem by SorenAbbey Lights For a year I cooked for the Lost Boys. For six months I played drinking Jenga. For three months I’ve carried two elephants Across the small of my back, And when they crossed vertebrae, I cringed. I confuse world war and daily life, all the time. Help. Yes, I can stay in the front line forever, I can disappear and come back within a word. All I want to do is sit in our tree while A hard rain falls around us. I’ll remind you of 2009, I’ll make love whenever it’s a good time for you. I’ll do whatever you want, as long as it’s being done In that tree. If you need me, I’m your calling, Right? Once I asked why all it took was 48 hours, And he said ‘There was passion, excitement.’ Once I asked what he needed and wanted And he said ‘The promise of you.’ © 2011 Soren |
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