quinta-feira, 24 de outubro de 2013

Cosmos toddler


Cosmos Toddler



Abandoned near the park bench,

semi-grin radiating off him as he toddled.

Half melted ice cream in hand.

Outside some restaurant closed for the day.



His mother's scolding on his mind.

The semi grin dies down.

A lonely world growls hideously

and the wee boy quickly points to sky.

Like god would come down and comfort him,

suddenly give him back his parents.

Lost in the streets and his tears, his handkerchief still smelt like his mother

as his tiny hand held it up to his nose



A taxi passed by the man inside stared

but was unwilling to stop and help him.

The toddler swung his arms high

and thought of his fourth birthday a month before

How heinously strange that things should turn so sour now

All the same a grin sneaked back up across his face

as he remembered how his father had lifted him up

to show his little friends all his new toys.



He dragged his legs in the gutter as despair returned

bottom lip starting to tremble.

The clouds opened up and the sun shone upon him

He felt the warmth and remembered his mother's chest

He remembered his grandparents' smiles

The sun intensified and he pointed his finger again

his hand jarring from side to side as he extended his arm.

It was like something was there to protect him

as he heard a beating from under the ground

Looking around himself at the people passing who simply ignored him.

The beating got stronger as if the earth had a heart.

The tiny boy put his ear to the ground as the sun held him.

The warmth and the presence sent him to sleep.



Simple games and curiosities spun around in his dreams,

he was falling to earth not in panic but as the rays of the sun

As if he'd became plural and as he arrived he spread across the lands as the wind

It was as if the pieces of the cosmos had been broken up

and been given to him as building blocks.

The little boy simply disappeared from where he'd been sleeping on the side walk,

His mother just a block away screaming her head off like a demented rooster.

The little boy was now absorbed into the earth and sun, his sadness, fear and his glee

burned deep under and high high above. He was now the cosmos toddler.

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