Falling Through Time:




Who is this woman beside me
I thought I knew
Her years
Years ago

Her hair so long
So black
I was lost in it
Like a mist

Together in our
Rhythms
Rising falling
First her the waves
Then me

And flowing
Year to year
One sunlight to the next
One night close
Closer
When beds fell on movement
When laughs flew off the bed

But things
These things
No these things
Jobs and cities falling away

Then Mom was gone
Miss you Mom
And Dad
Dad and his guns

And time grew the children
While we grew upper
Against the odds
Since we never looked upper

Who is this woman

No answers

Yet

Each night I get out my clothes
And lay them out in the living room
Expecting another day

With her