So unimpressed

With that length

And now

Now you settle in

To a crouch and claw

And latch on

To a stance

That’s unstrung

So you

Unsure and wincing

Makes clever easy

It rolls out

You’d rest well in Oslo

And known as a painter of tales

I swear that heart

Could spin threads of gold

And those eyes

Could solve rivers

Could settle in

And find every interesting thing

To me giants live

And one sweet day

You decided so

And so mountain-climbers

Do scale heights

But I bet none

With the adorers

That have known you

Be racing way before me

Be racing and be glad

If it is true that

You word me

Since a breath

And from breath to breath

Then I’ll go as far to say

That cool water covers me

At least in the center of my soul

Know the whole

Yet still

I need a glimpse

Of further crossings

Cause where I am

Seems far removed

From word to word

As through to through

And the lines

That will be

Read far and wide

Lead me empty

Desperate

In need of You

Sun-starved splitting anguish

Like that of a yelping dog

That’s been hit by a distracted driver

Running headlong into the woods

In a full blown panic

In amazing pain

With no one to call it’s name

It rains down on me

In sheet after sheet of violence

And I stub my toe

On the futile cause

Of trying to envelope you

With only care

And I stub my toe

And scream in protest

For the martyr on the pillar

To end her self-flagellation

Way up high in the center

Of the busy city circle

It is pitiful to watch

And I shake everywhere

Tore that wall down

Had no idea

It contained a great flood

So now

We’re having such a time

Getting swept away

Getting swept swept away

And the gadflies spit and sputter

With giddy-glee

Can’t even get a good giggle out

Without a laugh

It’s just the thing that is happening

And we’ll all have to be patient

Catch our breath

Then try to properly verbalize

Hindsight’s hilarity

Longevity turned to five

Turned to three

Turned to Hyderabad

Turned to quit

Turned to no you shouldn’t

Turned to I just don’t know

So I just don’t know

But I wanna leave a mark, sure

That is the goal

But you can’t leave a mark

If you don’t do regular work

So one day a week

Better fly to go

Or I’ll be known

As good

But will know

That I was simply

Better than

Horribly bad

That’s no prize

You don’t wring your hands

When we sin

And the winter of it all

Can’t be kept

For few run that way

As the salmon leap

Others are steel and chained

To an end

Or a spoiling

And can’t capture

The wild middle

Of the full grace

Of the full gaze

Where the lamppost

Of the small town

Sets humanity

To the right

I’m not going to comb your hair

You are not my child

You are not my spouse

You are grown, grown, as grown can get

And you have the ability

You have the daily opportunity

To get up, get ready, and go to work

Now, let me be clear

I ain’t mad at you

I’m not bitter

I’m not running and hiding

From some bad feeling against you

That I’ve buried deep down

I think you’re the bee’s knees

And I just can’t figure out

Why you have such an aversion

Why you drop your head

And twist your lips

And bite your cheek

Every time it’s time

To comb your hair

But know this

I won’t be doing it for you

Hello adequate

Didn’t you

Use to be perfect

My, you sound loud now

With so many voices

Surrounding the table

A chorus of try and do

Where before

There was only

The humming

And purring

Of an idle engine

Dripping in possibilities

But headed nowhere

And now, oh Good Enough

We salute your cloud of promise

Cause glee has come a-knockin’

On the poor door of

Sure is about time

And from the gut

Comes a chorus

Of today is gonna be

A brighter day

Perfection

Don’t live here no mo’

From now on

Know that

If the ghost

Don’t build it

We don’t want it

Glory

You darted

Swam to the top

Twice

And you’re lovely as can be

Drawing air deeply

And I need God to minister peace

Through every lens of you

Cause a baby man

Did you wrong

And you knew that speck

Was in Him all along

And I know you soldier on

Each gray day

For yourself

For your children

And the fact

That you

Always know

Where your help comes from

Is a testimony

To just how refreshing

The experience of grace

Will always be

So I sister you

Brother me