without why. by Emily Tongits weird. my hair sometimes curls Flouncing here
and there across my eyes Or blows away
from the elastic. i dont know why. its clear
not at all. sometimes i like someone day
for day and week for week and then i Dont.
why? but why
bother analize unknown
knowledge? because we dont understand, wont
ever know Why some shells of seas have shown
light beneath the waters. or Why a ducks
quack wont echo. or How in the world could
a boy like the Color Pink. Wheres the luck
in a pair of socks or numbers? and Would
the sky ever settle for Something less?
i dont understand. i know little of
hair or ducks and numbers, of nowthreadless
socks in the dryer and worn with love.
Why would you understand what cannot (by
us) be understood? blessed we, without why.04/15/2007 Author's Note: for the friend who lost a friend in a car accident.
Posted on 04/15/2007 Copyright © 2024 Emily Tong
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