Alluding to the fact that we
Needed no work because we
Had everything we wanted
I went to the store just in case
Of course there is always the chance
Life is sketching you out a new
Possible future like having another bird
Since the last one that lived with us
For eighteen years long was now gone
On the way down the aisle
Everyone can hear them as
They were all squawking to say
“Take me home!” but I wasn’t ready yet
I fell in love with a multicolored character
Locating a paper to identify
What kind of bird it may be
I brought the tag with me to the register
Just in case I changed my mind
Feels like the walk of life remains
Also the walk of death sometimes
I thought I heard someone behind me
And then a few children came bustling up
Asking in Spanish:
“¿Me preguntas dónde conseguiste tus botas?”
I knew which boots they were talking about
Still the only word I could find was zapatos!
When I looked down the boots I had
Been wearing were now some favorite shoes
I’d forgotten about from ten years before
Their father was a handsome gentleman
He thanked me and ushering them along
I was pushing forward myself I had the
Will to give up but not the strength to
Birds behind glass calling
Children laughing at mass
Everything we work for trying
To find its way to a surface of meaning
Misled by the heart balling
Innocently enough on some
Rudimentary walk that would
Prove to be magnificently mundane
Still churning for an effort
To create a particular kind of delicious butter
Out of this unpredictable eternity and
Spread it onto toast for one last bite
There’s no significance
About doing or being nothing when
Waking up is so painfully useful!
Just in time to fall asleep again
Another opportunity to make sense
Of the senseless subconsciousness
© GÄ
Poétique 