Sad


I know you feel there should be a pill for this.

A crow flutters his wings. You think leaves are falling.

There is no reason for that telephone to be ringing.

Huddled over a notebook, you scratch out a symphony no one can hear.

The town is deserted. You go to the candy store. You leave money on the counter.

You are home on a weekday, but she's not here.

You sleep on the subway for just two stops.

A table of dirty dishes when the sink is full.

That wouldn't feel right.

In the shadow of a branch as thick as a human head.

It doesn't fit.

A video game that never ends.

You shouldn't talk to them.

Ants and spiders in the grass.

But look, it's ruined.

A friend who never leaves until you say good-bye.

A beautiful dog who only wants to hump your leg.

Just get that one.

The sound of three pills rattling in a bottle.

You look at the doll's face. You realize it can't always be feeling that way.

No, it hurts too much.

A tremendous thunder turns out to be furniture moving on the floor above.

Well, if that's all you have.


9/26/02