uprooted 

December 18, 2015 § Leave a comment

uprooted 
Adam

who was comfortably 

asleep when eve came along

and now having to deal with

an unplanned move
had no idea what

a twice divorced patriarch 

would have to bury along the migration trail to make

things appear 

let’s say

normal
he figured he would always be

better at the past

than the future

so all he knew to do

was to dig little holes

and take note of landmarks

turning fate over to the hands

of a faltering memory
his confusion

unmatched in intensity 

except perhaps 

by that of the

passion of the tormented
(c) Fred Whitehead 

Advertisements

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 )

Twitter picture

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

Facebook photo

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

Google+ photo

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

Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading uprooted  at Fred Whitehead's Blog.

meta

%d bloggers like this: