"FACINGFACES 2002 - 04" SELECTED POETRY

PICNIC

It is all very strange
I just woke up and feel confused
Forest birdsong grass
those I recognize
This must be a picnic
yet where are the children?
I am sure they are fine
they are always fine
they must be.
I must have been sitting in a bad position
as I cannot feel my feet.
Sometimes you hurt me
why do you hurt me?
How nice!
My children
they are here too
sleeping in the grassy shade.
Did you put them there?
They are very quiet
never this quiet.
The sun is warm and you have a shovel.
Do you love me?


Teemu Lahteenmaki
FINLAND
copyright 2002