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Poem Details
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| Title: | Dirty Orange Hat |
| Author: | jochic1212 |
| Date Submitted: | 8/8/2017 |
| Email: | jaebaebae1212@gmail.com |
| Poem: |
In my recollection of you lies a picture You are wearing the grossest Sweatiest Dirtiest orange hat A trailer supply company baseball cap And in the picture you can see No you can feel the disgust my family has at it But you loved that hat You loved its fit and shape. You loved its stench You loved its grossness, And its ugliness, And its worn out sweatiness You loved that hat And sometimes I wonder, I wonder what made that hat so dear That the only time it was off your head Was when it HAD to be. I wonder if maybe, just maybe You loved that hat for reasons I couldn’t see Was that hat more than just a hat? I wonder if it felt like a mask, A part of your protective facade So people would laugh at it And see through you You left me here eight years ago And volumes upon volumes of tears have flooded the banks of my eyes Leaving my cheeks whitewashed at the overflow Of the salty tears my heart couldn’t bear drowning in anymore And I can’t help but wonder Where is that dirty orange hat And do you wear it in the next life?... |