-forsaketh- (an anti-poem)

-forsaketh-

so if i didn’t have to sleep
i would write more
and dream more

-if it were up to me
i’d never sleep
i would stay awake
the whole week through
and if god forsaketh
and forgive my mistakes(eths)

i would just dream
i would just wander in unsleep
i would just dream of you
dream
of you-

i think about you all day
i think about how uneven it is to think about thinking about you all day
and what the hell are parallel bars
if there aren’t any perpendicular bars
and if you can’t smoke in bars
then hey i guess it’s not cool anymore
any less – i have been meaning to tell you
i am not any less uncool than i used to be
i am just farther from myself
or is it further from me
or can’t you not tell
or do you not see
that i am starving for spirals of spare serendipity

© 2010 wendy clark hudson

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