Monday, November 17, 2008

sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem

And he called it “Chops”
because that was the name of his dog

And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star

And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts

That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo

And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair

And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X’s

and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant

And his father always tucked him into bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem

And he called it “Autumn”
because that was the name of the season

And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly

And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint

And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars

And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames

And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked he to go see Santa Claus

And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot

And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem

And he called it “Innocence: A Question”
because that was the question about his girl

And that’s what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look

And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her

That was the year Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle’s Creed went

And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch

And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked

And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup

That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway

because that was the thing to do

And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring loudly


That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem

And he called it “Absolutely Nothing”
Because that’s what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn’t think

he could reach the kitchen.

1 comment:

Micah said...

I just realized that this poem was in The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

:D