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I grabbed the hammer

by Scott Cadence



Sleep
I hoped for sleep...
that it would ease you
from my mind -
and in a way I am tired
of how you make my eyes
feel like the shutters of an old camera
too insufficient to capture what is right in front of me,
I always feel like I'm missing
the bigger picture
Of you
my love
on the same road
as my mother and the rain
how the weather aches in her bones
she always knows it's coming
and what a shame that something so loved
causes so much pain -
It might be nothing to you
though I think we both know how to play it down
like our clothes on the floor,
your underwear lost for days
and then found wrapped up in my bed
tell a much different story
of how I'm hoping for more
than your confessions in the night
more than just the little pieces of truth
that fall out of your mouth
from an altered state
you hand me
a pair of stethoscopes
when I ask to hear what is really going on
in that heart of yours
there is no way of knowing
if my soul will ever silo there
because I was like a child when I met you
trying to get a square
into a triangle shaped hole

I grabbed the hammer

I grabbed the hammer

and we still don't fit.

02/09/2006

Author's Note:

Posted on 02/10/2006
Copyright © 2024 Scott Cadence

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 02/11/06 at 11:40 PM

I don't even know what to say because it would be an inadequate expression to a writing that is so amazing. Scott, please tell me you know you have great things in store for you as a writer because you write in such a way that you expose the reader to memories... that... well... I've lived or known or am trying to live through... Thank you! ~N

Posted by Brynn Dizack on 05/18/09 at 11:12 PM

agreed- great ending.

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