I read this poem (with one small difference) for my friends Tracey and Kevin to celebrate their wedding. I wanted to find something uplifting for the last of these Tuesday Poems, particularly as it is being released on Christmas Eve, and I hope this does the job. Enjoy…
“Only” is a flea of a word. A tick of a word. It can be very useful in introducing a single thought and who doesn’t enjoy the calming simplicity of a single thought.
It can be whining and passive aggressive:.. “I only want…”
This is a poem about that very slippery fellow- identity. I took the title from my own attempt at translating a line in a song by Einstürzende Neubauten.