There Is a Poem

[thisnewday]

There is a poem
by Raul Gutierrez called
"Lies I've Told My
3 Year Old Recently."

I found it
in a LiveJournal called
breathe-poetry
and it says this:

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.

I have a grandson
who is nine years old and
is infinitely precious
to me and

I'd like to say that
he would see the lie
in all of them
except the last.

But sadly
that's not true
because that innocence
has been lost too...

LPK
LiveJournal
1.25.2013 (a)(p)