These days
...............are full of
................................my misplacing things.
I think
...............of something
................................gesturing my blank
I work
................some puzzles
................................and sleep the night through
to find
................what before
................................I already knew
Somewhere
................‘long the way
................................I do not know where
I lost
................something, yet
................................not lost, somewhere there.
It keeps
................happening
................................when I cannot quite
recall
................what
................................I knew back when I was there.
Each day
................between days
................................the word comes to mind
then gone.
................Don’t know where
................................I will be someday.
Still time
................getting late
................................later all the time
Desire
.................always there
................................going on and on
No end,
.................still dying,
................................no Amen yet said.
'with how much unsaid' (A.Rich)
- March 28,2008
Ben Gieske
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/until-the-amen/
