Reid@YWP

I have been tricked;

They promised me freedom.

Yet the cost was not mentioned.

I have been cursed:

When I asked for liberty,

When I asked for flight,

A penny from a young girl with pigtails and a toothy grin, a dime from a poet in a baseball cap, and a quarter from an elderly lady on her morning stroll.

silence

all except for the soft hiss of snowflakes

rushing into my jacket sleeves

as if they expect to slide right through

and out the other side.

silence

so heavy i'm brought to my knees,

Sometimes I wonder 

Why does my dog not speak?

He feels pain, joy, hurt, sadness.

His paws are not paws, but human hands and feet

From the moment I first saw you, 

I knew I would love you.

You had a warm, comforting aura. 

Your sweet vanilla scent perfectly matched your character.