Which Pocket?

• Which Pocket?

Which Pocket?

There we were
There we were
The feeling gathered 'round
Like ants to fallen candy

I was a man with no sight
A photo in my fingers
Worn and thumbed and creased

Could you have swept up this town
And held it in one palm of your hands
And you, like me, go out wondering
Just which pocket to put it in?

There we were
There we were
The feeling gathered round
Like colored candy paper

I was the man with no sound
Our voices on the ceiling
Trying to coalesce

Could you have wrapped up this town
And felt it in the creases of your hands
And you, like me, go out wondering
Just which pocket to put it in?

You have taken down every door, like me
You have slept on every floor, like me
You've got thinner by the weight of things
A no-sleeper in the wake of things
Just like me

There we were
There we were
In a city gathered 'round
Like moths in paper lanterns

I was a man without touch
You offered me a feeling
Warm, and thin and creased

Could you have crushed up this town
And sieved it through the hole in your hands
And you, like me, go out wondering
Just which pocket to put it in?

© Brendan Bonsack
January 2015

1. Dog Whistles
2. This was the Place
3. Which Pocket?
4. Be There
5. What Kind of Yes?
6. The Historian
7. August Afternoon
8. Shells
9. Out of the Pines
10. Places for Falling

What Kind of Yes?
Released January 2015