Ut Ut Ut. Tha.
I want I want I want. Thank you.
I want I want I want your spoon
your cup the Cheerio on the floor,
to palm it and feed you. Thank you.
I want I want I want you to hold me
I want I want I want your neck into shoulder
where I rest my face, grab onto you;
I say, “Awww” and you do, too,
I pat you and you pat me,
the point of your chin rubbing
the hair no hair on the back of my head.
Thank you.
I want I want I want to be a bigger boy
I want I want I want you to see me
running, lifting my push toy,
pivoting with it, slamming it down.
Hear me make noise! Witness
my feats of strength! I am not a baby.
Thank you. I want I want I want
you to pick me up again,
only you I want I want I want.
I want to be here. I wanted to come here.
Thank you.
2 replies on “Ut Ut Ut. Tha.”
loved this. beautiful. the only poetry I’ve read in months!
I’ve tried to write something like this without much success, but you’ve captured it very nicely!