Thursday, December 16, 2010
An echo, a sound-
traveling far and around.
Everyone has heard
this sound that’s so absurd.
What was the source
of the sound of remorse?
A wolf that is lost-
alone in the forest with frost?
Maybe was it a hyena’s arousing laughter
that wakes everyone up and after
the rise of the sun
and even ‘til one?
Or was it calm
Like a whale’s psalm-
singing in the ocean that never ends,
and communicating with all its friends?
Could it be the roar of a lion
who, upon its prey, was spying
until it screamed in spite
at the elephant that stepped on its tail as it walked right?
Maybe it was something serious-
something not one bit hilarious.
Something so terrible
it was unbelievably unbearable.
Now I realize
before my very own eyes-
the sound was me while I cried
after you broke my heart and it died.