i.
i was close to
sleeping; her
hands were
clasped under
the covers.
you don't have
to hide that
from me, i
said and turned
over.
ii.
i remember
bruising my
knees on the
kneelers
during the
stations on
friday.
i told her
this when
god came up.
in church i
stared at the
lanterns until
the light made
spots before
my eyes; they
were not real.
iii.
the bark on
the trees behind
my house peels
easily.
i hear my dog;
whimpering more
every night.
when asked
to quiet him
i say, he's
getting old.
iv.
i stayed awake
with her, in the
beginning, when
she was sad
about life.
i had no answer
for her so
i wrapped my
arms around her
tightly.
by Sean O'Brien 12/02
Sean "Diggity" O'Brien is the creator of the comic strip "DiGG". He enjoys writing immensely and ventures into the realms of poetry and short fiction. College student by day, web designer by night, Sean is a man involved in many projects. His recent work may be viewed at www.seandiggity.com and www.diggcomics.com