I remember when it happened. I remember being a bit taken aback. I remember laughing a little from shock before breaking down onto the floor. I remember my childhood friend had slept over that night despite us being grown up. I remember my mothers face when she told me. I remember my brother sitting right next to her holding her hand while moving his thumb back and forth. I remember that it was a Saturday morning. I remember despite the tears falling from my eyes, thinking about how awkward my friend will feel when I tell her. I remember going back into bed and thinking we knew this was coming so why is it so hard now that it's here. I remember waking up the next day and not remembering what happened right away. I remember getting out of bed and calling people I've never spoken to, to invite them. I remember my mothers panic attack when we got to the cemetery. I remember my father helping here back up and calming her down. I remember sweating in the heat while the rabbi spoke. I remember not really hearing a word he was saying. I remember at the end of the funeral my grandmother screaming that he was her soulmate.
The world is a bad place So you can't persuade me that The world is full of kindness because when it comes down to it I know that everyone in the world is immoral And I will not trick myself by saying That people have good intentions So don't worry I will constantly remind myself That people are corrupt And there isn't anything you can say to get me to think People try their hardest to be moral and just because no matter what The world is evil And I'm not in the place to trust that There are good people in this world Because I look around me and think Is the world as bad people say it is? (Now read bottom up)
The last line is so strong and bitter sweet. I also love the fact you had your freind over as it adds akwardness to the situation and shot story. I have never read this form of poetry and you have endeared it to me. I love your courage to admitt you giggled a bit. I feel like I would react the same in some parallel world.
ReplyDeleteHi Ellie, I thought I had already commented on this one, but I must have not hit submit. Hmm. I tell you what. Let's discuss this one in workshop. It's one of your best poems, and there is a lot to discuss. I think it will make an excellent addition to our discussion.
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