(artwork by Lukas Andersen and used with his permission)
I miss the twinkle
The sound of laugher in the next room
A sweatshirt, I remember a sweat shirt
soaked in the sweat that named it
lying on the floor.
I hear a lawn mower sometimes
or the sound
of a vaccum and an egg
I hear a sound that isn’t there.
Do you hear it?
I wonder often
if you hear it now.
With a twinkle in your eye.
Do you know how hard it is to Tip a Rary?
Or who is the pilot of the plane?
I miss the sound and the fury…