CROSSED

Today Was The Funeral Of

Dear Old Woman Who Sang

Stories Of England Towns

And Childhood Wonderlands...

Today Was The Aftermath

Of Long Aching Weekdays

Of Telephone Conversations,

Internet Trafic, Scenes

From A Hospital Bullshit Session,

And Dances With Beautiful

Homosexuals...

Today Was The Day That

I Wrote Of All Of This

While Room Mate Watches

Scenes Of Carnage, War,

And Mayhem -

All Strewn Together Like A Last Minute Poem.

Today Was The Day That A Line Had Been Crossed...

Today Was The Day That All I've Had And Lost...

Today And Tomorrow...

The Lust And The Sorrow...

Were All Strewn Together At A Heart Breaking Cost...

As Tear Drops Were Shed

In The Heart That Is Home.

© JANUARY 8, 2000 By Jason Wright

-FOR GERTRUDE "GERTIE" FARRINGTON-

AND ALL THOSE THAT KNEW THAT WONDROUS WOMAN.