Sep 28, 2004 01:24
it smells like popcorn.
& popcorn smells like mom.
mom when i was little
sitting in the rocking chair
with the blue tint of the tv
lighting up&onto her face
at 1:24am.
&, it was safe.
i knew where i was
the chair, and moms lap
and were i would go
the bed, and night light.
&, now
where i am & where i'll go
are meaningless abstractions in space
that bare to much form in my life.
i really don't know where i am
but, mom it does smell like popcorn.