Sunday, January 07, 2007

I BUILD A WALL


Of broken
Nights and shattered
Mornings that have
Been cast off to the
Side of the road.

To separate us -

Because I loved
Too much,
I take my
Blue excesses
And mix it
With the mortar
Reinforcing it.


*

Because I loved
Too Much
I dig a new ocean
Deeper than
My longing

To divide us -

People always
Asking about my
Soiled clothes.

I tell them,
"I am building
A wall
An Ocean
A Boundary

Because
I loved
Too much."


*

Because I loved you
Too much
I am dismantling our

Memories piece by
Piece, cataloging
Them away with

Tags that I make
From the scratching
Sound of sad old phonographs,

I file away the last one
As the music slows

Even slower till the springs
Unwind.

1 comment:

Pistonette said...

Any response to this I think would sound trite, but just so you know I thought this was a beautiful poem and reminded me of one by Rupert Brooke I blogged about the other day. (I like yours better)