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Rered
by James Lindsay
but when a
word goes
unspoken
for years
at a
time, then it
begins to
forget you
and you stop
being able to
pronounce it
you sound it
out like a child
da-da-da-da
-something
but not
quite there
searching for
these words
that used to
make up your
father (and I
suppose they
still do) but
they are
just words
that in a
better light
can be
replaced
spliced
and their
conclusions
will draw a
smoother face
that won’t talk
quite as loud.
I want these
faces to
feel like:
sleeping cats and
spanish guitars;
voices of
the street
late afternoon
in August;
strokes your
hair
with your
head on his lap
Author Bio
James Lindsay's (TWS 2004) poetry has appeared in Prarie Fire, Taddle Creek Magazine and Quills. He is the co-editor of Exploding Face Magazine and lives in Toronto.
