Saturation
on the out
side
I seem to be
fine
I guess
but everyone
seems to be
fine
I guess
when they’re going
through it
whatever it
is
I feel saturated
in sadness
it may be an age thing
for sure
when my dad died
I was still young
but that was the beginning
of endings
and it just feels like
the end of beginnings
now
I suppose this is the time
to try
something new
and unplanned
to immerse myself into
something
anything
other than blue
I’d like to be green again
like spring
a leaf in the sun
but this is
indeed
a landscape of stick trees
the winter of my life
baring down
the acceptance of things
so many things
…
last night
the cat and the dog
trudged together
down the hall
and slept in her room
they know
they jest know
that even though
she’s not there
she’s there
TL