Hush now, hush now
Percy Olsen
My hope leaves me exhausted
An eroded top of statue
That was once a face
For years I have searched for you
My old song
A faded melody
Ringing in a pocket of air
Just beyond my hearing
So hush now, hush now
My loved, hush now
We know how to soothe
Your gums aflame
It brings no comfort
To know your memory of
This day will fade
So hush now, hush now,
My loved, hush now
Percy Olsen lives in Astoria, New York, where he practices law, spends quality time with his family and writes when he can. His work has recently appeared in Bluepepper, WayWords, Fictionette and Robot Butt.