Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Peanut Butter Jar (For J.)

(Pre-Script: The jelly for this post is the song, "Talk," #18 on the playlist, so go down to the playlist, click on that song, then come back and resume reading. I'll wait...) (...still waiting...)

He will have to make his own way
as if he is swimming through a jar of peanut butter
and the lid is a screw on lid, not a flip top,
and he has to unscrew it from the inside,
after he eats all the peanut butter first.

It's going to be hard.
Not impossible,
even when he thinks he's suffocating.
even when he is banging the sides of the glass
from the inside,
and hitting solid things on the outside,
even then. Even now,
large hands are working at the seal of the lid from the outside,
working to loosen it,
even if it seems, to him, that those hands are trying to squash him there,
and any view of sunlight he can see
from the inside.

When he gets out, he'll take a huge breath,
blink a few times, fall back, relax.
We'll place the jar on a high shelf,
somewhere the sunlight will reach it,
shine through the cracks at the rim, make it glow.
and then we'll close the door to that room
and go outside.


P.S. (Once there was a boy who got stuck in a jar of peanut butter. All of the brokenness inside will spill out like softened glowing pieces of sea glass once the lid is removed.)

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