Tuesday, January 30, 2018

I Recall Heaven

I recall heaven

You lay to my left. A stream running over rocks, to my right. You said, "we could run away from it all, you know." I said I would like that very much. 

We lay by each other for a while. A hour? Maybe just half of it? 

We dreamed of an even sweeter heaven. A little hut up a hill in Kapchorwa. We would grow our own food. We would keep a million shillings on mobile money, for a health emergency. Nobody would know who we were or what we left behind. What we left behind would never know how to find us; probably wouldn't want to. 

But then you glanced at your watch and we arose. Resurrected from heaven back into the hell of responsibility and routine. 

Do you recall heaven?