Lately I am tender
Lately everything
matters and hurts too much
and I feel young and tender
and jerk back from feeling
before it takes over
Lately I try to breathe
against the hurt of the world
people are dying, wanting,
fighting, losing, losing,
and I know them all
Lately I count money
to a soundtrack of an empty room
an empty seat at someone's table
and this is all too ugly for a poem
and I hate it and I hate it
and I want it to be gone
Lately I am tender
but some people can't afford to be
Lately I am tender
and look for gentleness in your face
and I can't always see
but your face too is tender
and it weeps for all these things
— olivia gwyn
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