Jul 2014
maybe we expected the dishes
to be this *****
maybe we demanded of the willpower
yanked from the exact place
of everything and joined by just
our fingernails
busy carrying our pails
up the hill
to fetch a bottle of
wine.
Only to find ourselves stumbling
back up the hill for
more.
to be this *****
maybe we demanded of the willpower
yanked from the exact place
of everything and joined by just
our fingernails
busy carrying our pails
up the hill
to fetch a bottle of
wine.
Only to find ourselves stumbling
back up the hill for
more.
This poem is about the things we do and mistakes we make over and over again even though we may have known they were coming or know of their consequences by using metaphor and an allusion to the nursery rhyme of Jack and Jill.
