Tuesday, October 02, 2007

conversation

he turns to me
this man
with the eyes of my son
with the eyes of the sea

he turns to me

'the truth is the way', he says
just like that
'the truth is the way'

just like that

the curling light smoke

of
a
little
inconsequential
lie

caught out between lips and hand

'it is' say i

and extinguish
that small stubb
of shame
in the ashtray of my mind

2 comments:

Pauline said...

Ja.

Marjo said...

Sat nam!