a poem for those who carried me through ... thank you
JUST THAT YOU ASK
The slightest detour, diversion, digression,
an unexpected glance,
a few bars of an old, familiar song,
that could take me
to a place other than this,
this yewy, chemical fog
tested science, testy faith, iffy odds,
weeding mutations, saving the rest,
dulling me, ridding my taste, arresting my time,
is all I need right now.
Just that you ask is enough.
Wish for me the other side.
Wish that it will be
feather light alive again.