Sunday, February 17, 2013

7:14 AM

She set the alarm clock
Not for work or school
Only
So she could see
The Sunrise
She had been waking up
Every dreadful morning
To the tireless beeping
For all the wrong reasons
The ones that crushed her soul
A job that was slowly
Tying a noose around her neck
Sending her boys off
Into a system she despised
Wanting to teach them herself
To not feel guilty when one was sick
Asking for their mom to hold them
While she was stuck at work
Tired of being numb
Doubting her dreams
Hurting
The ones that believed in her
That loved her unconditionally
Even when she was destroying
Herself
Wanting to be in charge of her own destiny
To control the chaos
That swirled and sucked around her
She decided to set the alarm clock
For this Sunrise
The first of many
That would set
Fire
To her
Life.







Sunday, February 3, 2013

The Stranger

I sent you milk thistle in the mail
Hoping to heal your damaged liver
Made you cd's of music I love
Photos of your grandchildren
My handwritten poems
I read Bukowski & think of you
The women
The racetrack
The drugs
The booze
Always with a cigarette
And an excuse
"How long are you staying this time dad?"
You have become
Sentimental with age
Remembering my birthday
Sometimes
Calling once a month or
Less
It's always like talking to a stranger...

Amber C. Smith