Together

An old man dwells on the lost of his wife, and having to take care of his child alone.

Do I smile? Or should I surpass the need to love? Grunting old man, sitting at a chair, unbothered, listening to the sounds of nature. One grasps the twinging break of the door, the anticipation of loneliness.

I have no more pain, for I’ve waited and waited for it to stop, and now the succumbed soul, the heart that beats, and the swollen throat, screaming for peace, have conformed to feel.

My love for you is just mature, I tire, I move, I run and there’s only that one clock ticking, and the scratched knee of hers, the hair pulled back, the eyes hurt, and the spirit longing for her mother.

Skin like see-through, she morns and then again there’s me and there’s you and the thing that never ends, for the love we wait to see in heaven, we get down here, at the children’s table, I love her but not as much as you, she’s your extension, (definitely has your smile).

Old age is like a page turn, you don’t expect the story to progress, only to decade, though I hope for her the brightest future. If I’d go back in time, you’d be there for her, and my grass would be greener, like the one in Ireland or Iceland for that matter. I don’t care, if the cropped drawings, and the broken pencils, and the dust under her shoes enslaves the house, she, the girl. My love, my child.

You shouldn’t have left me, you should’ve waited like life bounds young men to frustration and mistaken choices, errors like sugar and meanness, she’s just sweet, but we’re not friends, she’s one of a kind, but does not sympathize, blond and intelligent, bent down on the table doing her homework as if nothing had happened. I want you again, when the night stands alone, and the breached door closes behind, and that narrative alters happily into a love story, that never ended, but just begun to show its nature, the nature of your belonging, to my heart ever longing, as the log that sits in the fire, burning it’s epidermis on the hot evening, when she’s not any more awake than I am, waiting for you.