ONE-TIME ONLY (BLIND
IGNORANCE)
By: Rodolfo Perez
The cold air of February
chokes me up,
As her voice once did.
The scenery was beautiful
to observe, with a new feature coming out each time you looked,
So was she.
She was the reason the
birds sang,
But even birds have to
stop singing one day.
Her lips, once full with
life,
Appear pale, and dead
To me.
I wanted something true,
But I never knew what
truth was.
She was here in the
beginning,
As she is here at the end,
And although she sits
right across from me,
I can barely see her.
We will leave soon.
Shake hands perhaps,
As if this whole ordeal
was a mistake.
-
“So what do you think?”
“Hello, anyone in there?”
“Oh, so this is what you’re
going to do huh?”
-
She’s getting up now,
ready to say goodbye for the last time.
But we’ll meet again,
For there are more February
airs to come,
Ready to choke me once
more.
And we both know that
birds cannot stay quiet forever.
P.E.N.T.C.I.
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