I too

For Cameron

My brothers cry
and so do I

You say you cry at night
and I do to
when the light
turns deep blue
the room is hallow
and my heart is too

My brothers cry
and so do I

you say you cry at night
and I imagine your eyes
and daddy sees you too
in his phantom flight

He lays his hand on you
and that is when you dream
you whimper while you wish
for the return of everything

My brothers sigh
and so do I

We all dream of the past
when we didn't cry like this
when daddy cried good-bye
after our departing kiss

My brother's cry
and I know why.

We seek the stories
to guide us through
We miss our daddy
and I know
he misses us too.

My brother's cry
and so do I

Our days are marked with questions
Our nights the fate of time
and the signs come to us
from the other side

We all cry
but it will be alright

He is close when we are laughing
and at night when we are shattered
We had fun he whispers and loved each other
and that is all that matters

Hearts and Doodads

My heart is New York
it is the Roman ruins
it is all that is big
with history
bursting upward
and down.

My heart is confetti
it is a stuffed pinata
it is all that glitters
with its collections
of meaning and matter
piling and scattered.

Our hearts are just decoration
on Dad's old junk fence.
Amongst the gourds
and doodads.
My heart by your heart.
We decidedly watch the birds sing,
they are hungry today.

Do the thing

There is something missing.
Is there something?
Today I live with twice
the intensity, twice,
because I feel the space.

Consumed

I think your right, I have been consumed.
That flash of light did shoot through me,
and I realize how much I feel like a balloon
let loose with a message on my ribbon.

Am I more reckless or just more careless?
Who cares. Not even these little letters
all strung together like necklaces
make a lick of difference, and the uselessness
of it still makes me laugh.

And can you believe people just go poof
and we are left to remember when
God let us have it all,
but we were to consumed to know it?

Jar of Buttons

if the volcano could speak, it would only wince
if the quake could fortell, it would be sewn shut
life is a big ol' ache

if the rain swells before it drops
then so do you
we feel the scar of mistakes

put your whole arm into a jar of buttons
that is what my family is like
cool and made to be attached

now we are sifting through debris
we are part of it

God Must

Phantom hands helpless see, can't yank the drowning bubbling deep. We cure ourselves through time alone. The rest is a hum. Did you see the man escape? I watched him hide in eternity. A face hinged there, pocketed near the what to do. Slowly dreaming comes back to you. Can you believe you are so small? The "they" are right, love is all. Buttered bread and metal flowers and the unwinding of your allotted hours. Do you see age happen to survivors, quickly in only hours. So the rush doesn't pause as much, so the rush inside my gut, so the rush of wanderlust, so goes God, so he goes, since he must.

Blues

Blues what do I do with you
Do I wear you like my daddy's shoes?
Do I eat you like a frothy stew?
Do I bleed you like the bleeding do?
Blues don't stay silent, tell me how to move.

Do I scatter you like ash?
Do I hoard you like my stash of cash?

Blues aren't you tired of living in my chest
relaxing in that hammock, all depressed?
Bluesy doosie, do I sing it out, do I laugh and dance about?
What if I am tired and down and sad?
What do I do with that?

Do I fold you into a plane
that can rip through the sky again?

People say, oh day by day,
but what do they know, I scream
they are laughing
like a bunch of jelly beans.

Day by day seems far away.

Blues do I make up bad rhymes for you?
Blues my dear, oh yes I do.
I've bought a ticket for you blues,
all aboard the sinking cruise.

Beauty

Beauty beat me like a bully
face down in the dirt
on a bird-chirping Tuesday.

Beauty laughed so hard
my face cracked like a yard sale plate
one you break for fun.

Beauty came to get me
because she hates it when you run.
She said, look at this.
Look at these pretty
pretty fists.