an hour after patting down the earth

Trains on the floor of your room

it would have found you, brushed
itself against your leg, plopped
down in the middle of the track. 

‘Mi-Yeow alive Daddy?’

You button your lip
hold deep breaths in your belly
and stare at the memory
of a bag in the ground.

Twenty minutes
on my lap
you hold back

my explanations.  Look up
occasionally, ask my eyes for

a change in the situation.

Until Mummy walks in 
and your whirring little mind
lets your heart burst
all your sadness.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. j dub
    Jul 25, 2011 @ 22:47:55

    yeah, nice


  2. Kenia Cris
    Jul 26, 2011 @ 01:47:08

    A beautiful poem, about the love between two brothers I believe. Thanks for that. ❤


  3. Gabrielle Bryden
    Jul 27, 2011 @ 14:42:12

    Very upsetting explaining the death of animals to children.


  4. crumpledstories
    Aug 06, 2011 @ 21:52:40

    So tender – thanks.


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