Song

Hop Along – Prior Things

Just a few minutes after hearing it

I realized

I’d be driving this peg into my skull

for the foreseeable.

A new cornerstone for the pedestal

I place a thought with tone.

Whatever thought was told

they sold, I said.

Whatever words were whispered

was breath I made.

Can I really replace the lens

to change the way light bends

in every old photograph?

I can.

I can.

I can.

And in doing so,

every song becomes my own.

Reeling with the feeling of possession

and tension of every beat and measure,

is how all those scenes and stories

became embedded in my history.

–

I had the gall

to wrap your soul

in the confines of this song.

Or it in you… I got it wrong.

And oh I got it wrong.

And it was wrong.

And I know it was a poor excuse.

And no it’s not my only fuse,

but it felt like a slight at me

and the way I arranged this offering.

Yes I know it’s dumb

to watch your thumb

and it’s polarity

to define my clarity.

–

Thank you for holding fast,

as it’s clear from our past

I need a week and a ream

To form an apology.

Tags: apology, poem, Poems, Poetry, reflection, Reflections