Michael Kindt's Blog - Posts Tagged "poetry"

I had a dream
and you were in it,
you were there
and helped me through it.
I had a dream
of blood and screams,
the dream I dream
each time I dream,
and you were there
like weight or strong.
You were there
and got me through it.
I had a dream
of loss of life,
broken limb,
and hell and strife,
and you were there,
you were,
along with me
and two French potatoes
made out of sandwiches
who argued vehemently
about the demise
of the family sit-down meal.
They lamented loudly
in thick accents
as radiation seeped
from the fridge
like deathly custard,
killing my father
who clenched a rusted wrench
in a trembling hand,
his tears and saliva
mingling on the kitchen floor
in a pool of sadness.
But you were there
and you talked me through it,
explaining everything
carefully
as you wore,
for some reason,
a cowboy outfit.

-Michael Kindt