I wanted to know

October 25, 2013 § Leave a comment

I wanted to know
the places he’d been
wanted more
about the lay of his land

taken to visit him
for years
stiffly sharing a sofa
with my brothers
trying to suss out his affinity for
stony reticence

all I was asking for
was a history
every time I got the same
a pen
no well
a page
no line

I wanted to know if he
saw mountain lakes through
his clouded eyes
groves of cedar in the
shadows on
his smoke filmed walls

because I tell you,
there is
nothing scenic about following
a corpse wagon
through a neighborhood
held together with coal ash
and scar tissue

if there were any answers,
there they go,
to greet the sunset
with a shrug

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading I wanted to know at Fred Whitehead's Blog.


%d bloggers like this: