A Peculiar Sunshine Poem by James Callos Jordan

Wake up...
The sun's shining bright.

Good morning!
Did I see you smile?

No?
But I saw you smile.

I made some coffee,
Black, just the way you like it.

I fried some eggs,
but I've burned it.

I'm sorry...
Why are you so silent?

Are you hiding something from me?
Is it a surprise?
Or you did something wrong?
Whatever it is I know I'm ready.

Stop being silent;
Enough already.

I'm talking to you,
Don’t treat me like this.

I never treated you like that.
So why are you doing this to me?

I hate you!

You’re still quiet...

I'm sorry, I can never be mad at you,

Please forgive me...

Is your silence means yes?
Or maybe a no?

You look quite pale.
I think you need some sunlight.
Come let’s jog outside.

Your skin's so cold.
But the sun is so bright.

Come on wake up!
Wake up now!

Please wake up.

Please listen to me.

Please you can't do this to me...

Cause your not dead,
not dead to me...

March 8,2008