Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Borrowed Keyboards

wanting to talk and not having a machine to say it with
starting out to town 30 miles away for a half hour slot
got no phone and the pay phone at the store is broken
getting on the road to work in the morning
carrying a baby on the back waiting for a ride
sitting at a desk wishing for a car and lunch
dreaming of kisses, the taste of candy bars
looking for a snack for less than fifty cents
watching the time slide by and putting on a face
working and slaving for food, lights and diapers
wanting to write, to dream of it, to taste it
waxing words, making pictures, talking in circles
wars rage, people laugh, dancing and making love
in silence they play out sitting at a typewriter
letters, correspondence, today's mail and travel papers
dreaming of writing, paper dreams and simple wishes
hitchhiking home and then to town 30 miles away
to get online for 30 minutes a day
no phone, no car, just hopes and dreams
wishing for tomorrow, on rainbows and soft rain
a young indian mother dreams of new dawns
and simple wishes, to write to write to say it all
as she heads on back down the road she came
with a baby on her back and tired feet
whoosh, whoosh the cars pass her by
as she walks on down the road
thinking tomorrow i can write on that machine
singing wires dance in her mind and she walks
down the road to reservation blues and homemade bread
looking at the sunset and running along its edge
with five cents in her pocket and a diaper to change



rustywire

1 comment:

  1. ...if i was to choose a favorite, this might be it...either this or the story of jaymo the rabbit...i have shared them countless times over the years with friends...thank you...

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