Wednesday

FIRST: could we have a moment of silence for the
anonymous aching going on inside of this realm,
please?
send out requests for backbones and brains.
yes, one of each for each of you
without a face
without an identity
& maybe next week we'll work on our hearts.

and then--
wrapped up inside
a settled battle

one will that was brought here through DNA
the other through a series of failures
and we meet
in the middle
no we meet
at the same place.

actually I can't hold on to this any longer
its heavy and its bound to break

silence through silence
i am leaving
my plans behind


sentence by sentence
you are planting
your sadness
in my garden of compassion

there is no more room here
for your roots of hesitation
and my blooms of ambition

If I am far too pale for you
then i will exit
silently

if I was far too haunting
for your peace of mind
then I will
human- ize
quickly.

perhaps I was far too fond
of the way you hunted
the collections you would
keep
the habits you formed
10,000 feet under the sea

as glass
it breaks
it mends
it slipped.

the universe that is

is not responsible
for the faults
you just made.
hesitant to the point of return
back to ground zero.

& I'm standing there in something sheer
with the purest of intentions

of love
of wholesome happenings

note by note
you are holding the key
which matches the melody
i wrote for you
once upon a lifetime

its obvious
i'll pass you by
on the street one day

and it wont matter
which door you closed

each stone you threw
each silence you
submitted to

inch by inch
we are floating away from the moment
we are stripping away

the foundation

that just couldn't take it.