12
Between the Cracks of Everything
And some daysÂ
the sky is too big
and the air just hurts
the faces are too loud
and the noise of everything
frightens me
more than I can say
on such days
the thought of walking
across the street for a sandwich
seems presumptuous
and absurd
and answering the phone
or the door
unthinkable
I hardly dare
to speak
or breathe
and all that remains
is the desire
to somehow disappear
between the cracks of everything
forgetting the fact of myself
for as long as it takes
for it all to become
bearable again.
William Taylor Jr. lives in San Francisco with his wife and a cat named Trouble. His work has been widely published in the small press and across the internet in such publications as Poesy, Anthills and The Chiron Review. His work is scheduled to appear in upcoming issues of the New York Quarterly and his latest book, Words For Songs Never Written, a selection of new and collected poems, is now available from Centennial Press. A book of new work is currently in progress with Sunnyoutside Press.
