Sylvia Must Have  Known

Sparks flew, it felt like they had one brain
And she, too, thought here’s the man I was born to tame
How then, when they knew they had been saved
By love, were they by this  love betrayed
Did she think she’d end up begging her mind
Begging come back, begging come back 
Begging for time

Sylvia must have known
She would get stuck with the kids at home

Oh God, did she say when they  first touched
Don’t stop, just catch me when it swallows me up

Sylvia must have  known 
She would get stuck with the kids at home
Sylvia must have  wondered if she’d ever write another poem

Coldest winter in a hundred years
Wind kicks up and the baby won’t stop crying 
Nothing left this time around for her to do
But seal off the kitchen from the children’s room

Sylvia must have  known she would get stuck with the kids at home
Sylvia must have  known, she must have known 
Sylvia must have  known this when she turned the oven on
Sylvia must have  known, she must have known… 

© Tina deVaron 2013



04 Sylvia Must Have Known

Tina deVaron