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All the nonsense to receive
Mantas and tenets rising up
Ancient foundations to revere
What architects are responsible?
Live right, I accept
Love well, all the more
But call me not lover for a season
God didn’t build me to let go
If He tells me He did
I’ll tell Him He’s a liar
You were as a fiery thing
I had to double-check
I said with laughter that only I was meant to hear
Yet you came nearer
Don’t question me then, when I ask
How is it you hear?
How is it I see?
The Book and I
Name what it’s called when you cannot help but
Address each and every creature and the
City of emotions that washes over you, leaving you in a
State of awe? And, for those who feel
Zip? What do you call them?
Please green light
Don’t come for me yet
Don’t comfort me yet
With your go-go hue
I still need to stay
Though the world has bid its adieu
Every day staying and Staying and STAYING
I am an orchid and you know what that means
As I draft the morrow’s lesson plan
Will you allow me
At the sink
Wishing not to let them sink
A grapefruit breakfast in my hand
Juice and seeds dripping
Will you be thankful
At the ready
Wishing not to leave me there
A lone wolf come dinner time
Howls and echoes looming
As you make your lifelong plan
Is there a reason not to do this?
Is there a reason not to tear out my mind, haul it to sea, throw it to the deep?
What right has it had to do the same to my heart?
Day after day, year after year.
May it be my mission.
I see no reason not to do this.