Tuesday, January 7, 2025

A IS FOR DEVOTION

sweet animal faith or
being the candle you hold
your burial love
no judgment starlit
sorrow sickness salted 
no pretense, the honest crumble 
cozy dozy soft vital fight
devotion to the miracle, stooped
protector eyes bathed traffic red
the wild take taking on the world
dignity a house with veins
safe beauty aging real
pillows and blankets and breakfasts and movies
the settling pain but also drains and napkins
and vibrato tart gladness
ginger beers on yard ice
presents and words and
opulent ballpoint not letting up
not faking the trail of empty paper bags 
standing upright like people 
the sleeping the curling to rain
cloaks of sirens the chainsaw beneath the bed
the wide talks the gray waves out plotting
potholes the crowded story teeth
the cavern nostrils the strong arms
I wandered down a trail to you
not misguided not careful
dark hum of love and death
night sand a rolling bottle floored and flooded
by your downy creature howling life
a dare to always hold your love the old way
simple by the handle
violent like family sprouted from  
my planted gravel heart
trust you evenly amidst 
the crimes  
best i can i think
i will i
can


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