NaPoWriMo 29
Now that we're at the end of NaPoWriMo, I'm all caught up!
Object Permanence
If she cups her hands over her eyes
I cease to exist. And if I am lucky
I do, disappearing into the sun of her smile
like a balloon tethered to nothing,
which makes it easier to watch the years
float away, rise in her giggles
at the end of the day
like a woman coming home after work,
indebted for those little pleasures
that rise to hug your neck so tight
you wonder if it all
just might break.
Object Permanence
If she cups her hands over her eyes
I cease to exist. And if I am lucky
I do, disappearing into the sun of her smile
like a balloon tethered to nothing,
which makes it easier to watch the years
float away, rise in her giggles
at the end of the day
like a woman coming home after work,
indebted for those little pleasures
that rise to hug your neck so tight
you wonder if it all
just might break.
Comments
I'm feeling itchy to finish, but I'm waiting for the last prompt. I guess it will be May 1st here when I finally finish (that's what you get for being a day ahead of the rest of the world!)
I like this poem, and the first line.