Why Some Men Cannot Remember The Colour Of Eyes
Men are really listening all the time.
Their wives see them staring at the trees,
rivers, small sections of the garden, even sheds.
This is because the stars reside there, the beginnings of days
The immense moments in the lives of insects
Leonardo assembling a kite in his mind.
Of course they work to conceal this, hiding behind agendas
Computers, sports and conclusive results
They can see beyond the colour of eyes
Mosaics of minds that surpasses words
And even memory itself. The miracle of life can be encountered in a card game.
On the lake’s surface, in the second bottle of olive, in the recollection of the tree house
In a garden that no longer exists. Thus bikes and cars are constantly
Speeding.
Thus that moment before the new
joke is told.
Thus terrible ties and bird’s eggs and staring through
The immediate stutter as if their dead fathers just called to them.
I wonder why men fail to remember the color of eyes.
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