. . . as if weather were a cure
for childhood.
--Bin Ramke
As if time were a cure. As if all things
pass, this too shall pass were a cure
for time, the time it takes, time enough,
a little more time. As if waking
with a taste in your mouth
were a cure for childhood, a sweaty
sweaty dream, a monster, an
angel in the closet, under the bed
were a cure for a ghost. As if
a thing lost or forgotten, discarded,
fled, written down and revised, revisited
were a cure for dead dogs, dogs
put to sleep, put down, put out of mind,
put that way were a cure for the facts.
As if this were a cure for that.
As if what happened, events as told, as tell
about the teller were a cure for
what ails, what finally ends, what time
has taken its toll on. As if what can be
hoped for, what works, what heals
were a cure. As if a cure were needed.
Craig Morgan Teicher
from Verse
