Tuesday, April 3, 2012

day two.

tale of a journeyman.

your father sowed a restless seed in you,
curling fingers, migrating tongue, 
you were born fidgeting.
how did he manage to weave his 
inconsistency into your dna?
it isn't fair that you were born into
your mother's arms a wanderer,
the soles of your feet itching.

i don't know how
to teach you to stay. 


this restless mind said...

this struck a chord in me ... keep up the good work

Anon said...

I like this one