Lee Gelis Poems
If I Had A Voice
If I had a voice then I would tell you,
Tell you that I loved you, that I cared,
That even I, the most silent of faces,
Knew of your deepest perils and dooms.
I would tell you about my adventures,
About my poetry and nightlife, about
The many evils that face me in daylight,
About morse code and Mencken,
The differences between a hatchet,
An axe, and a halberd, about the way
The birds fly when I walk near, and how
They do so when you've been sitting
For a very long time, I'd tell you about
What it's like getting older and watching
Others do the...
My Hands Are Not Red
My hands are not red,
But they feel like they are.
My hands are not dirty or immoral,
But I think they are all the time.
My hands have not killed, nor raped,
But sometimes I think they have,