East of Lorraine
Posted: August 28th, 2018, 11:10 pm
dead for 23 yrs
your dream a pile
of rotting wood
with the ferns closing in
and the forest close
I came back today
to see it
remembering how I cleared this place
off for you with my two hands
how the spine trees would turn away
my machete, my hatchet,
even the damn ax
I kept hacking away because
it was for you
I wanted to be of some use
but more TO SHOW YOU - YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH
you didn't leave it to me
but to someone else
someone who doesn't care
doesn't have time
doesn't love
SOMEONE NOT YOUR SON
SOMEONE WHO WILL SELL IT SOMEDAY
passed your own flesh & blood over
on this small piece of ground
before I left
I pulled up
a small tree growing there
hoping I had
most of its root
and none of
the maddening answers
your dream a pile
of rotting wood
with the ferns closing in
and the forest close
I came back today
to see it
remembering how I cleared this place
off for you with my two hands
how the spine trees would turn away
my machete, my hatchet,
even the damn ax
I kept hacking away because
it was for you
I wanted to be of some use
but more TO SHOW YOU - YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH
you didn't leave it to me
but to someone else
someone who doesn't care
doesn't have time
doesn't love
SOMEONE NOT YOUR SON
SOMEONE WHO WILL SELL IT SOMEDAY
passed your own flesh & blood over
on this small piece of ground
before I left
I pulled up
a small tree growing there
hoping I had
most of its root
and none of
the maddening answers