Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I THINK

Home

I think I left myself there
In the depth of your sermons and love letters written badly
Within songs unsung and poetry from bleeding hearts
Among my old things in the dark basement where I once existed

I think I left myself there
Beneath the rotting mango leaves and coconut palms
Together with a folded up raincoat in my fathers arms
Next to that old grey house where we sat at lunchtime. Once

Funny thing is…I can’t remember where there was
Or will be
I just…THINK

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