A cave
a faint golden glow
a whale’s rib cage
captured in stone
arches above you
the gilded gleam
of a serpentine woman
watches you
watch her
her eyes
burning
you
whole
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draft
We Are Children
a tantrum
a fit
an explosion
of expression
from 2 years
of life
and I
breathe in
and out
in
and out
in
and
out
for you
and me
I will
your flame
to shorten
make it smaller
I demand
and yet
with each inhale
with each exhale
I wish to ignite
and flare out
with you
for we both
are tiny
specks of
cosmos
filled with
large
crashing atoms
and this
this responsibly
feels
to much to bare.
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What I always wanted to Say . . .
What I always wanted to say to you lied underneath lake pebbles.
What I always wanted to say got tangled in water lily roots.
What I always wanted to say seeped down deep beneath grim and sand.
What I always wanted to say was stirred up by an earthquake.
What I always wanted to say got swallowed by a catfish.
What I always wanted to say was mixed with bile.
What I always wanted to say was fried up.
What I always wanted to say was served with hush puppies.
What I always wanted to say was dipped in tartar sauce.
and swallowed by your lovely lips.
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Editing A Life
Five years or more packed
into cardboard boxes,
shipped across three
states inside an aluminum
truck, carried by friends
into a one bedroom home.
And as I unpack
those years
I let more
& more
go.
