DIRECTIONS
I’m heading West
(where ever that is) .
I march off into the distance
of field & sky.
West is where
my uncle is.
I cut through
the heat haze.
My uncle’s dinner
wrapped up in a scarf on the end of a stick
as if I am
running away into forever.
Tea slops in an old milk bottle
with a piece of cloth as a stopper.
I stare into the empty air
as if suddenly I will discover there
a sign saying:
“West – this way! ”
My Auntie Nellie’s instructions
still stamped on the inside of my stupid skull.
“Go west into the field
with your Uncle Michael’s dinner.
“Tell him. . .”
Me too terrified to tell her
I don’t know
where West is?
Typical townie!
I search the farm field by field
‘till I finally find him
sprouting out of a field
with a cloud attached to his head
beside the broken rickety gate
where the tiniest ever wild strawberries grow.
So this is where West is!
Why didn’t she say so in the first place!
This I know!
Why send me like a fool on a child’s errand!
My uncle devours everything ‘cept
the scarf & the stick.
Tells me
(“Oh no! ”)
to go South to where Uncle Seanie is
and. . .
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 6:58 AM UTC
DIRECTIONS
I’m heading West
(where ever that is) .
I march off into the distance
of field & sky.
West is where
my uncle is.
I cut through
the heat haze.
My uncle’s dinner
wrapped up in a scarf on the end of a stick
as if I am
running away into forever.
Tea slops in an old milk bottle
with a piece of cloth as a stopper.
I stare into the empty air
as if suddenly I will discover there
a sign saying:
“West – this way! ”
My Auntie Nellie’s instructions
still stamped on the inside of my stupid skull.
“Go west into the field
with your Uncle Michael’s dinner.
“Tell him. . .”
Me too terrified to tell her
I don’t know
where West is?
Typical townie!
I search the farm field by field
‘till I finally find him
sprouting out of a field
with a cloud attached to his head
beside the broken rickety gate
where the tiniest ever wild strawberries grow.
So this is where West is!
Why didn’t she say so in the first place!
This I know!
Why send me like a fool on a child’s errand!
My uncle devours everything ‘cept
the scarf & the stick.
Tells me
(“Oh no! ”)
to go South to where Uncle Seanie is
and. . .
