Jul 2013
"oh dear
you've made yourself
all upset
you silly thing"
They say.
"don't you know
he wasn't drowning
that wasn't even
your little brother
the kid was
just messing around"
They say.
"you can breathe
just fine"
They say.
i wonder
if They know
how many times
i have seen my little brothers and sisters drowning
or falling
or crying out
for help
in a grocery cart
my mother is pushing
all crammed in
while i sleep
...well...
i guess i'll wonder
when i can
breathe again
hello,
little white pill
make me
feel
better.
you've made yourself
all upset
you silly thing"
They say.
"don't you know
he wasn't drowning
that wasn't even
your little brother
the kid was
just messing around"
They say.
"you can breathe
just fine"
They say.
i wonder
if They know
how many times
i have seen my little brothers and sisters drowning
or falling
or crying out
for help
in a grocery cart
my mother is pushing
all crammed in
while i sleep
...well...
i guess i'll wonder
when i can
breathe again
hello,
little white pill
make me
feel
better.
when my mother first left with them and we didn't know where she was, i used to have this dream over and over again where she was pushing them down the street in a grocery cart, and smiling...with her eyes all vacant and staring while they cried and screamed and screamed and screamed.
