I spent a long, long, long time watching
the world turn, the universe slide
by…watched as I grew and lived
cried, laughed, learned…and
am still lying silent in bed
with my eyes
closed.
Not really in bed but
there as I was
5
6
7
years old.
Wondering what lies meant when
I hardly knew
truth….wondering
aloud with no one
listening.
Older and wiser
(ha ha) now…
and still wondering aloud
why the truth lives in
my bones…and
lies
live on my skin.
Getting to them
(the truths)
involves much more
than simply
opening my eyes
but
but
but; I’ll start
there.