Thursday, June 12, 2003
Ryan
Frozen in a time before words
Your eyes stare at a reflection:
Fullback’s frame bunched in a wheelchair
Baby bottle suffocated by giant hand
Lemonade melting the last vestige of teeth
Tracksuit swollen by nappies.
An infant’s mind in a man’s body
You lean on your frail nan
Though she can no longer bathe you alone:
You chase bubbles every morning
As the school bus waits in vain.
What thunder stole your mind
As you lay sleeping before the start of time?
What accident of gene, what poison
Denied you intellect
And robbed the world of your adulthood?
The secret drowns in your empty eyes.
BH 7/6/03
Piokiwi 2:59 pm
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