The Attic in Her Heart
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Where has the time gone?
Slipped away?
Her hands seem so cold,
So old,
So far.
She feels something
Deeper.
I know this to be true
For I’ve seen the love In her eyes
They’ve carried me
Through.
But distant
She seems like
A lost boat at
Sea.
And mindless,
Heartless,
Faded.
The secrets she
Keeps up in her
Heart
Are not mine to
Tell,
To know.
But to start
A new relationship
Now with those piles of papers
And words
Upon Words
I Find it Difficult.
I can’t just burn it
All away,
Can’t help her forget.
It’s gum stuck under a table,
Gum I don’t want
To pick
And I feel we could be
Something more
Than we are,
Mother,
Daughter,
But I feel more
Like a scar
On her unmade plans,
Her dreams,
Her oasis.
I know that
She will try to
Be gracious,
But daily I
See her
Slipping away,
And I can’t help
But think
Could this be the day
When the veil over
Our eyes
Has been cut too short
And it seems all we
Are is a simple sport.
I don’t want to know
Her secrets.
They’re hers.
But it would be
Easier if she’d
Empty em’ out
Sometime, and
Finally see me
With a new
Mind.