Anti-Climactic

Lamentations


I wish I had something to say on this fine Sunday.
Something to pull at your hearts,
Or have you sail away.

A piece of writing that may be frightening to think.
Something that sends you dreaming,
Maybe swimming in the sink.

Or possibly crawling with ants a-hauling some food.
Creation in the star-lit sky,
Just something to lighten the mood.

There never was a day so fine to play as new ones.
To find just the right things,
And join all together with loved ones.

Yes, I wish. Oh how I wish I had something to say!

. . .

But I don't. So go away.

~Trevor Howell