THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN

Unwanted Trespassing is a poem from the book Rabbit in a Box. On Kindle and Kindle for your PC 162 pages for $0.99.

UNWANTED TRESPASSING
Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn

What is this place I’ve come to stumble on?
Where others, hitherto my arrival by happenstance, left footprints of their passing;
In dust where shadows lay thick made of nonporous stone,
And, I feel I might, on some holy ground be, in some profound way: unwanted in my trespassing.

While a labeled, sealed bottle sits on life’s workbench and at me stares.
Light brown liquid silent peering out of clear cut glass at me.
It would be easy to make a slip, to simply take a single prolonged sip
To feel it burn, running river wide, down my throat——but then, my friend,
nothing is free.

To forget the past, will not, in liquor, in permanence stand to last,
Neither will the pain be swept clear this night from yon-scarred table
Memories of lifelong stains come rushing at me all too fast
It is hard, so very hard at times like this to remain so composed and stable.

What is this place I’ve come to stumble on?
How came I to create such hell as this while through my life I’m passing?
Heavy burdens placed alive upon my heart,
And, in truth, I feel, I might, on some holy ground be, in some profound way:
unwanted in my trespassing.