Sunday, September 6, 2015

because


I have silently walked and seen what the world would be like without me
I have been a ghost 
I saw Susan alone
not talking to me
because i was not there

I have seen the circle where I could have been
still whole but a petal missing

I see the world now without you, and no one knows. 
there is no space 
no puzzle piece missing
it has been filled

with raging green leaves and 
wild loneliness
it has been filled with every gift life has to offer
soft kisses,
frosted cake, skinned knees
cement buildings
boarders, sweating and waiting
and knowing
of the bullets that fly through walls
and flesh

II

Because the earth loves your shit
God loves death 
life likes violence
and violence loves you
because every part of you
is made from exploding stars
The energy of the sun flies out 
of your mouth with every word,
kind or curse 
Every part of your body is sacred
every fold and crease 
every sign and moan
because worms love things that rot
mold has a party on your crust of bread
because pee makes your garden green and 
rotten tomatoes plant seeds
that grow 
when the soil warms
because old cars and sheets of metal left in the woods rust

back into the soil
because our first living relation was bacteria 
because mosquitoes suck my blood
and I kill them on your forehead
because my arms long to hold you when you cry
My voice longs to wail with yours

because to feel is to know

because describing the world sounds like a metaphor 
but it is not.  



Here is my prescription for the vast majority of us: You need to be in a relatively safe place outside with others