I waited too long. Everything I did was wrong.
I didn’t know how to make sense of time.
I have no idea where I was when Kennedy was shot.
What you didn’t see is what you got.
So I came down here to be alone with the phone.
I was sick to my stomach, waiting for your call.
I used to drink red wine and eat cheese in cheap hotels.
Bite off more than you can chew, then swallow it.
Everyone waves goodbye to me, even though
I have no plans to go. I am waiting for the snow.
I hate the spring. I don’t want anything to grow.
The apple falls far from the tree.
We are told that light is too far away to see.
You cannot hide any more in the refrigerator.
The neighbors will never learn their lesson in the dark.
People in glass houses continuously walk around in circles.
So fare-thee-well, valiant comrades of the revolution.
We all showed up for the rally that night with our guitars
and sang a Joan Baez song about rivers and stars.
Give a man a fish that will last forever.
2011
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Author: The Best American Poetry
