Mar 08


I have not seen the sunrise since 1933
When a woman cursed my eyes shut, and I lost the way to see
And in 1934 I lost my sense of scent
The flowers, onions, chocolates gone, I don't know where they went
1935, I'm sad to say I couldn't hear
No more laughter, no more songs would fall upon my ear
I couldn't taste food any more in 1936
Gone was honey, gone was stew, gone were pixie stix
In 1937, my hands no longer felt
Smooth things, round things, ice cream cones
How fast ice cream can melt
The worst came in 1938, when I began to lose my mind
This is the last thing I'll be able to think
Tomorrow's 1939