HIDING LIKE MONKEYS

 

Sometimes trying
To connect with someone
Is like walking up
A steep and slippery hill
To a building
With no windows or doors.

I’ve tried to love her
As best I could
I’ve tried to love her
The worst I could

How many homes Are just a quiet place
To be alone
To feel our pain
To wish for for something better

To blame our others
For not loving better
To find our little escapes
Hiding like monkeys
Swinging in trees

Poem 20

When it's a conversation and not a prayer
A prayer is for far away
A prayer is for far away
A conversation is for close
Where you want to be