A Laugh in Shade
I waited for the meaning,
stood under that same tree with the same two people.
I watch only as a bystander,
picking up the pieces,
and try to put one piece with another
until I could figure out the picture,
I have in front of me.
I’ll listen to all it has to say,
but I’m only hearing bits
and story isn’t coming out clearly enough.
Confused and falling behind in a daze,
I’m losing the transmission, and I can’t catch the signals.
The air seems as if it’s static like a snowstorm.
I can’t see what’s in front of me
and all I hear is blasting wind.
Running up to the television, banging it on its sides,
but the real problem is the cable plug.
What am I doing here?
I’m wasting my time.
But like a simple lift of a switch,
the lights turn on and I enjoy a laugh
with my two friends and the comfort of the shade.
I believe I caught the signal
I was looking for.