I will fight everything
tooth and nail come
Hell or high water
by pen or sword
or just that laser-point
stare that I get
when the cards are
on the table
Oh, and if I die
in a pool of blood
or a pile of guts
or a floundering heap
of real intention,
I hope I at least
keep my shoulders square
enough
And I hope I always know
that my mother loves me
why do i always forget?
things are for keeping
as garbage they damage
and take so long to disappear
so if you have a thing
you should stop
every once and a while
and touch it and look at it
so you don’t needlessly replace it
society will build to your demand
they profit from your idle things
and then hide the garbage away
so it looks like it disappears
and your life is a revolving door
of things that have no
significance and can disappear,
conveniently
but that is not the case
they are long to disappear
and you should use and cherish
things
one day you might miss them
like a love
replaced with something
similar.
Disease is a thing that happens
to grandmothers and Brazilians
and other people’s children
So it hardly even interests
late at night on a poorly-funded
television special when
there’s nothing else to do
Some chapters close
and God willing
never open again
I remember a thunderstorm
in a field one summer and
the lighting was better than
every firework I’ve ever seen
Then four years went by
and you packed up to go
from one place to another
though you stopped here
for a moment,
at least
Then four years were
purely inconsequential
and everything was just
as it always was and
if the sky cracks any differently
in Texas I know at least
you’ll see it the same
And thank you, for it.
You can move the universe
with six steel strings
and conviction
We can not burn down the heavens
no matter how much fire we send
skyward
We can only till our fallow earth
and tend our gardens carefully
and then it wont matter if
Heaven were burnt down
or not
the sieve and the sand 