Saturday, October 14, 2017

I Have to Say





I Have to Say

Part of me dims with pain,
Becomes the stinging flies…
Part looks into your light
And lives to tell you so.
                                                James Merrill
                                                “Last Words”

For Becky B.

I haven’t seen enough

                of autumn—I haven’t I can’t be

                                                content
               
                with a drive by drove through

                                                on my way to

some stop quick slip it all in and make it
               
                                home
                                               
                                                to supper at dusk a dusk under

                the and over the

                                                tree I walk beneath I haven’t seen

                                enough see this girl I knew once she

                                                                came though sometimes

                                                sober

                                sometimes (k) not she’s not

now plain and simple she’s not and won’t ever be

                                again

and I wonder if I hope so she saw

                                on that rainy day before

                she
                                dropped

dead

                if she thought

                                                                yellow
                                look
                                                yellow I love yellow

                                it’s raining it’s been raining all the way back

from Phoenix I’m about to scream see

                                this shits real it’s dope it’s lit look

                I haven’t seen it since I got out

                                I’m clean I’m stayin’ clean

                                                baby don’t not in front of me
                               
                                                                                                don’t I know listen don’t

                I said I won’t no no
                                                                   I'm supposed

                                                                           to stay
                                                        sober

                                                ok                                           ok

                                                                just this one more once one more

                                                                                last time

what whah’d you say too late
                               
                                see all that yellow
                                                                that’s deep that yellow see it the sun shining

                fuck it’s shining in the rain

I haven't seen enough
I've already seen 
                                      (this is number fifteen second one this year)
             enough


                                                

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