list of things I leave behind:
It doesn’t seem right that the world should go on.
My fingernails continue to grow.
Books, t-shirts, CDs are settling into
different shelves, oblivious.
To them it was a move like any other.
When disaster strikes
(the eruption of Mount Vesuvius)
it doesn’t seem right that the world go on-
the expression on the face of our hearts should remain
unchanged from the moment it happened,
our hands still busy with the washing of the day.
My fingernails continue to grow.
Books, t-shirts, CDs are settling into
different shelves, oblivious.
To them it was a move like any other.
When disaster strikes
(the eruption of Mount Vesuvius)
it doesn’t seem right that the world go on-
the expression on the face of our hearts should remain
unchanged from the moment it happened,
our hands still busy with the washing of the day.