Kit Kelen #604 - telling my story

604

telling my story

sit up and bark

once we were seldom and few

stump and waterbright

hard to see

hard to know

parrots carry the tree

clouds carry like a ladder across

before the song

I think everything was

hadn't meant to be

was anything always?

not even a street

less alley

as in shadow fell

well where I have gathered

and drew

here's me in that mirror

and look for you there

how tiny I've got with the distance

tell everyone

tell everyone's story

I find my voice in all things

they have a voice in me