When I Was Five
If life were like a mountain, did you, did you not fall?
I have missed you since I was five.
And I don't recall your eyes but your hand I do recall,
and I know how you smelt when you were alive.
You died.
Like we're all gonna go someday.
You died.
I was five and I wish you'd stayed.
They say you crossed a river to touch God's hand but I did not understand where he lived.
So I tried to write him letters - letters of demand,
saying "she's my sister - back you give her"
you died.
Like we'reall gonna go someday
You died.
I was here and you went away.
I didn't see you die, I didn't see your casket.
don't remember if i cried, but i never quite got past it.
You're fragile like a bee, and skinny as a steeple,
and all these memories - are they mine or other peoples?
when you died
Like we're all gonna go someday,
I was five and I thought I could make you stay