Poem That Starts with a Dylan Lyric

for dt

No, I do not feel

that good when

i see the heartaches

you embrace

the pain that doesn't sting

until moments after

the cut and then lingers

like a memory 

until you teeter on

the sad edge of consciousness

No, I don't not feel that good

when I think of

all of the calendar days

you've checked off

since you've started

suffering, the seemingly

endless lack of closure

--one way or another--

this sick limbo

that has you questioning

the purpose and justification

of life

over your sourdough toast

and coffee 

during a summer morning

when you look out through the 

kitchen window blinds

and see the beauty of the 

roses and how, when

it comes right down to it,

their pretty little red

and yellow and orange heads

are just moments 

from the gardener's blade,

though it doesn't escape

you that, in the end,

that pruning makes them stronger.

And while your life has

many gifts, I still do not

feel that good

when I think of the hearteaches

you embrace

and so 

If i could give you

one thing

i think

it would be an escape, a solution,

a final answer that, 

in its way, was 

a way out, and at its essence,

was a definite kind of healing.