The Need to Leave

a dog is barking
a woman is sleeping
a man is old

the world of this world
is what it is doing
everything else is night

a candle is finding a road
a long coat is wearing
a boy is worn

one shoe is untied
two buttons are missing
five coins are a bowl of soup

but a village is ferocious
the hours of this hour
will not intervene

a cow is eating
a barn is sulking
a window is burning out

someone is coming
an open door is an open door
a mouse is gone

a knife, a bag of clothes,
a photograph of a horse
the need of this need

travels with us

 

© Brendan Constantine, all rights reserved. This poem can be found in Letters To Guns. (2009 Red Hen Press)