Thursday, September 6, 2007

uncertain

Why is it
that green is the color of jealousy?

Tonight winds started to stir into fall.
I saw a man come out a building filled with a silent
sadness that hovered around rage,
it was the off track betting building.

I wondered what sort of savings he had lost.
What he perhaps earned earlier in the night,

another man grabbed my eyes with his,
and shook his head. A prayer for the man
or for me

unable not to watch.

I sometimes feel that inside
I am nothing but black melting tar
and things are dying to get stuck inside.

negative. positive. negative. negative. negative.

2 comments:

jereme said...

I enjoyed this writing.

Kelly said...

thank you jereme