Reclaimed Wood

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Church bells rang out
At the oddest, before-midday hour
I wondered if it was Sunrise somewhere
As for my ears 
Someone gave the order:
I should love myself
Songbirds provided white noise
The bluejay, a lone voice, as if to warn
Then
Momentary Silence
Giving me just enough time 
To ponder
Before the banter began upstairs again
Love, bells, birds, cats,
Reclaimed Wood
Light at my bedside 
All having their way with my head
Running about, making noise
As relatives do 
Why the odd hour
Why the command 
Why my fallacious thought
Someone was superior 
At holding my heart
I needn’t take care to love me?
Cue the squirrel to my door

But So

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Blond BMX brat
I wrote him a mystery
The first boy I went crazy for 
I don’t know what for

Day after day did I watch 
From my window 
My letter in his hands
I wonder what I said

Perhaps it was just my gesture
Each day he pedaled faster
I heard him finally take a guess
He had hope in his voice, or disbelief
 

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No need any more

Wishing, or worse

A third arm

Ambient days and nights every time

Perfect Puerto Rican coffee

Every time

Porch swings that don’t creak 

A squirrel who’ll stay long after lunchtime

And you 

Open eyes forbid this

But I still break for magic

I Lied 

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The battle is twofold
And feels insurmountable 

Truth comes from the North 
And appears as the enemy

Illness attacks at Dawn
And the signal is giv’n

At these intersections, I must choose
And I conclude, I’ll live to fight

Befriend the enemy 
And let it slay hope at Dawn

Radio Off

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I like others
The way they can sing
About their love
Of another
Don’t stop

I like the voice
In my head, and its pitch-perfect
Singing about
No one and everyone 
It won’t stop

Begin Before Breakfast

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I inhale it all in
Back straight and stretched
Allowing air into places
The world bids me to forego
Just when the stiffness
The starched, itchy-stickiness
Tries to take over 
To bubble over
I exhale and come away
Clear-headed

skorpíos

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I hear you’re lonely for me
The sun must’ve tucked itself behind a cloud
Don’t worry it’ll pass

I feel you reaching for me
But I have muscle I wish to grow and I must go
I’ll leave you here to grasp

I see you thinking of me
Why the tears and low eyes as you walk away
Please come back

Digital

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You disconnected me and now I know
I’m here to build my own tower
I’m here to harness the lightning
I’m here to wire the world
I’m here with high-bandwidth, hello
You there on the grid