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One Eyed Splendor

I see you with one eye because

my other eye is too busy confronting reality.

With my right eye I take in your grace and beauty

while my other eye is jaundiced by the man in rags

begging for food or drink and maybe work.

 

Then I see your smile working hard to get my attention

but when I watch the news about some drive by shooting

of children my attention is split

and now I have one eye crying

and the other smiling back at you

 

My life feels crossed as my eyes peel away

in opposite directions.

One eye wants to enjoy life and the other crying

because of it.

 

It splits me apart right down the middle

and it is not that I don’t love you

I just don’t know how to love life

when it looks at me this way.

 

I always keep one eye peeled for trouble

and the other aimed for pleasure.

 

My fingers fly across my keyboard

creating beauty in people’s lives

so undernourished by pain.

My one eye feeling the blemish

my other trying to be optimistic.

 

But when I see you lying

there in erotic slumber

I want to close my bad eye.

I want to close my bad eye

when I walk down the street

even if it is Beverly Hills

because behind that fa├žade

of rich and famous

lies this empty rice bowl soul.

 

And I want to close my bad eye

because it cries so damn much

and on that side I am running out of tears

tears of submission tears of admission

tears of seduction tears of reduction

too many damn tears bleeding

from that damn eye.

 

While the other stays awake

doing crossword puzzles

and writing love songs

and perhaps dripping

a tear of joy now and then.

 

But things are way out of balance

my tear ducts are out of balance

my emotions no longer harmonious

I see shadows playing in darkness

and I wonder

if my good eye

has any tears to spare.

 

 

Mama Told Me

Mama Told Me

My mama told me

sticks and stones

may break my bones

that words

will never harm me

 

But the scars that words leave

are harsher than the deepest wounds

 

The scars that words leave

annihilate me to depths of my soul

 

The scars that words leave

scream at the unknown

 

The scars that words leave

shout for vengeance

 

They are just words

I tell myself

as I cry myself to sleep

 

These words are not defenseless

I will have my way

 

Another word another lesion

Another word another lesson