Wednesday, August 16, 2006
A life in letters
You say
the invisible "S"
on my shirt
means something other
than what I think
it does
"Sucker?" I ask
We laugh
"Stoic?" you offer
"Stupid," I reply
Because it's not:
serene or safe
silly or satisfied
stormless or smooth
soporific or sunny.
Maybe it's scared,
strained or spiritless
shattered or sad -
we continue to guess
But alone
in the dark,
pacing back and forth,
a shaky carnival duck
waiting to be shot,
my body reveals
what I cannot.
My father friend:
the "S" on my shirt
stands only for
Stuck.
