Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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Contact: shirley.segev@sympatico.ca
Focus Your Thoughts
Focus your thoughts,
you might need to know
what you're doing
when the time comes,
exactly,
be ready
be alert
take a deep breath
you don't need to smile
or look thoughtful
or say anything
or worry about
your looks
or if the light is right
or if it's about time
inside or out,
who is or isn't there
what is going on,
or why,
if the time comes,
focus.
I know it doesn't matter
I know it doesn't matter
What happens to matter
Because life is empty
And meaningless
Then why do I stuff
My trunk for the journey
With food, clothes, books,
Pictures,
And all that clutter.
What do you want me to do
What do you want me to do,
write you a love letter?
who writes letters today, anyway?
I'd probably be embarrassed
and go cynical on page two
(embarrassing you, too).
Think of some smirching kids
laughing "and here, listen to this,
now she writes "I love you
more than my life, you're my bliss "
I am thinking how yesterdays
have turned so much lust into dust
those endless letters of love
yellowing, banal, stupid and lame,
no, I can't do it now,
it's all written here somewhere, shut
I like it this way, go on, blame.