Yet

Yet

A Poem by Sayre

And I’ll pretend nothing is wrong just to keep you happy
Just for him, just for her, just for my neighbor.

Another day
       
          I can’t think
I can’t drink
And I sure can’t climb into bed.
                                                                                                                      Yet


Thoughts tumble.
Sleep talks; when the duct tape is removed.

              The glasses of wine
Cups of tea
Mugs of coffee;
Spilled into the rug.

            I can’t clean it this time…
I guess.
I’ll just sleep, or try. I may just head on home.
If I can find it.

Another day.

I get out of bed,
And I will tell myself in the mirror;

You will leave the house
             You will walk with a smile
You will say hello and wave
You will come home to your family
You will have a nice conversation as you eat
You may even crack a joke or two.
You will then get comfortable
You will climb into bed

You will repeat.
You will repeat.
You will repeat.

© 2009 Sayre


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Sayre
Sayre

Pinole, CA



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I am 17, as of this January [2010]. I live for the most part with my dad, and Visit my mom about twice a month. I cant really complain about much, my life has been pretty easy. As for everybody else, .. more..

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A Poem by Sayre