Typewriter Series #2952 by Tyler Knott Gregson*My Podcast is on...

Typewriter Series #2952 by Tyler Knott Gregson

*My Podcast is on Spotify or iTunes ! Hear these as spoken word poetry! Linkthing is in bio*

Where do we bury
the bones of our dreams,
what graveyard, what headstone
marks the resting place of our passions?  
We mourn them,  often when their
passing is fresh, flowers on the upturned earth.
We marvel as it settles, shovel stabs
healing as if stitched, grass returns.  

We forget, we’re built for this,
the amnesia that keeps us alive,
forget to recall what it was we buried,
forget who we were before the loss.

In some fever dream of night
we sit straight up with voice hoarse
from the shouting.  
Haunted, we say, and hear the
whisper of what we entombed.

Grab our shovels and unsettle the earth,
dig until you hit wood and regret,
dig until mud soaked and sobbing,
dig until that whisper becomes a scream.  

Do not mourn what can be revived,
pound on the lid you hid them beneath
and shake the bones of your hope.
Call this excavation, call it exhumation
and with all you sacrificed,
run off into the still night air.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-