Friday, October 05, 2007
all these help
Waiting to collapse,held together up
like Moses' exhausted arms,
resembling sanity
through miracles
of dinner and laundry.
Unbeautiful:
like unartistic scrawls
on the doors of lifts,
beer stains in stairwells,
words on a screen,
with little reprieve.
Thank you God, for
You and for my guitar
for your words and mine
for tea and books
rock n' roll and the cat
the wretched 'net and Lexapro;
all these help.
Labels: words