Monday, June 4, 2007

39 Magazine Street

everything will be alright. everything
will be alright.

i wake up and remember how everything happened and then i wake up...it was supposed to be this way

it skimmed the surface. then it sank one inch down. today it's almost two inches and then it's gone. i'm close
to remembering why it was supposed to be this way

it took me by surprise (did it for you, too?) but I think everything should be ok.

(but don't forget me...at least not right now.)

3 comments:

S. Bowe Ullman said...

This reminds me of a William Carlos Williams poem! (Hi Irene!)

Yael Natori said...

Oh sad. Tear.

Sylvana said...

Did you write this? It's a beautiful poem. It's sad, but it also makes me feel good in a strange way. Like everything is as it should be... though it may be bittersweet.