I’ve got a nervousness

That is bigger than life right now

I’ve simply been away from You

Far too long

So, I’m jittery and paranoid

To be expected for sure

As this happens

When peace has left the building

And that is the single greatest benefit

Of being with you,

Remaining in you is quite like

A cozy sheet of ease

And I’ve got no reason

To be distanced

It’s an attacking

That simply

Isn’t happening

I know better

A million times over

And I pray for the day

When my remain

Remains permanently.

If you think even for a second

That you can frolic with my son

And have what you can’t have

Then you are sadly mistaken

I’ve just seen you aim shockingly high

What were you thinking

Writing your painful love letters

Who does such a thing

And I’ll be damned if I allow

Your broken relationship with reality

To take you one step closer to my heir

Back

Back

Back away

A girl sang freely

And I could tell

You were impressed

It was let loose

In a bigger way

Than you ever saw

And for a few

It was apparent

It did not add up

You could not hold

The trickle

And your brain

Didn’t know that color

And all of this was clear

It was a pride

That would not stick

I’m torn

Between needles and daggers

Either way I’m pierced

Either way I’m awakened

Either way I’m rolled

To one side or the other

One is clearly clearly right

Will elevate pain and more

The other, those daggers,

Are so familiar

But in the end

Will cut off heads

And there’s no yellow orange red there

You sleep that day away

And spend minutes

Making the best of it

Yet I long to greet the day with it

I long to greet sleep there as well

It takes a lot

To know the taste is changing

And it is a pleasure

Knowing its brought about

Blue first caught me

But your virtue

Trapped me

And I remember

I couldn’t speak

I couldn’t swallow

Because you

Standing before me

We’re truly truly great

And I thought

This is better

This is an honor

She is the best gift

And, I will never hold

Anything more noble

Anything more lovely

Anything more blessed

I cringe at the sound of your middle finger

Every time you open your mouth

And dribble an idiot’s song

Does it really matter

How you’ve been wronged again

Does it really matter that you are heartbroken five times more

Who will you vilify today

Who do you know better than tomorrow

Can you just please stop talking

Or, can you endure a moment of silence Without impulsively collapsing

Into the great dark gray of despair

I wish I could save you

Because you are good

And I’m hoping peace finds you

But you’ll have to shut up first

And long enough

To receive a blessing

Long enough

To name the ones

Surrounding you

That you ground

Into the ground

While giving sweet people

The bird

If every single partisan one

Would just pay attention

All at the same time

In holy silent unison

To the voice of a life-giver

That would be something fated

Not serendipitous at all

It would be much like

A sacred choir of mutes

All intent on only listening

To the only One meant to speak

To a whole gadabout world

Finally realizing the dark of their need

Oh, they all have holes in their pockets

So they talk big talker’s talks

And accuse each other of crowing

So, a dampening startling smack

Is exactly what is needed

To hush the hounds of hell

And highlight the Know-it-All.

We are not unencumbered

We have debt and repair

We have wounds and wear

Yet we are freer, I believe

We are seeing signs of spring

The craziest thing

Fun coming

Is this new notion

That we should date

And a year from now meet

And say a few things

We’ve said before

But this time with clarity

This time seeing

Truer and better

Knowing

The long grinding shifts

That felt like sand paper

I did that

And all the rough patches

Were caused by my hands

And I wish I knew why

And I wish I could erase it

But all my shame won’t show

That I love you

But it’s increasingly true

Like with a light on

Like a first breath

Like the summit finally

Like a desert drink

Like a crumbling

After a long shake

That takes down the wall

Of self-betrayal

That kept us from

Something truer

All mostly good

All mostly great

But I owe you

A step over the rubble

And a journey beyond

To the new and the holy

So can we go?

And can we hold hands

As we go?

There is a thread

That is not hard to find

Hanging down from the ceiling

And when you pull it

All the blessings fall

Like glory rain all around

And two things happen

At the same time

You love it and are so so thankful

And you know in that moment

That it could have gone another way

It should have and could have

Yet rain is what rolls

From the open palm of God

He knows what He holds

He knows what He shows

He decides