Not Seeing Eye-to-Eye
Not seeing eye-to-eye, avoiding seeing
what is in front of us, when all we could see
was clear sailing. There is no boat in this story.
No oars to cling to. Only the drowining.
Not looking into the other’s eyes is a sign
of avoiding the obvious. What were we supposed to see?
The sign should have said: Danger ahead.
But we cruised as if the roads were speedways.
We ignored the turnoffs. We thought we knew
where we were going, and it did not matter
how we get there. We forgot to go together.
We could blame the maps. I could.
Now you are somewhere else. I got lost on my own.
I found another traveling companion.
When I look into her eyes, you are not hitchhiking.
No matter, burning darkness
or lack of indelible light, there are
always two kinds of unkind deaths.
Neither is silent restlessness,
nor noisy orchids.
This is echo and lack of echo,
where heart refuses to listen.
Disorderly angels follow
banging soft gongs. What remains
is silence, sweltering silence.
Burnt once by loss, seared twice
by memory, flailed skin.
What goes away returns
lost in ruins.
Martin Willitts Jr has four full length poetry collections and over 20 chapbooks including recently, “Late All Night Sessions with Charlie “the Bird” Parker and the Members of Birdland, in Take-Three” (A Kind Of a Hurricane Press, ebook, 2013). His forthcoming poetry books include “Waiting For The Day To Open Its Wings” (UNBOUND Content, 2013), “Art Is the Impression of an Artist” (Edgar and Lenore's Publishing House, 2013), “City Of Tents” (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2013), "A Is for Aorta" (Seven Circles Press, e-book, 2013), "Swimming In the Ladle of Stars" (Kattywompus Press, 2013), and he is the winner of the inaugural Wild Earth Poetry Contest for his full length collection “Searching For What Is Not There” (Hiraeth Press, 2013).