Friday, August 23, 2019

the kitchen





16 years since the love of his life killed him
Punch lines, punch drunk
Secrets remain in that kitchen
Locked doors kicked in
To talk about dodged bullets
To laugh at their expense

what if i said i prayed for a miracle you'd pull through
maybe the miracle was just getting one moment with you.

One fourth a score since I demanded more
through my unrequited silence
Lots of time to think of that paramour
as I resort to the words of a failed troubadour

Daddy, mommy
Sublimely stubborn, untimely sunburn
Argue over tea who gets to be shepherd
Sadly, the joke's on the zombie and leper

Quickly, you slipped in
Adrenaline kicked in
Barefoot in the familiar kitchen
Where we talk about dodged bullets
Foreshadowed laughter at my expense

what if i said i prayed for a miracle we'd pull through
when the miracle was just getting one moment with you.


You were my best eight years