A Way For Me
Posted by
Mikey Marlin
Swimming calmed you. Perhaps it was the solitude of deep, deep water
Or the loving sky above. We knew what Freud would have said, and
only God knows about your mother, if she’d known.
You moved away that day, unapologetic, proud, gleaming perhaps in
what you knew and I would soon learn
A lithe brushstroke, over stone shrapnel, away from me,
Already a chronological anomaly in those funny blue swimming shorts
you’d had for years.
That spine, a quiver of arrows in neat rows, protruding with an
almost feminine quality,
Those eyes that saw Sun-Sun-Sun on the surface.
You were Loved. You walked regardless. You always marched
obliviously on.
It was your way, so I let you go.
Ahead lies a mother’s anguish in the dust beside an emptied road
Ahead lies a coronation of grief and a dark crown forever wrapped in
icy seasons.
Some time that blinking greyness, that effervescent anguish becomes
A way for me.
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