Can You Still Take Me There

Indeed extreme,

maybe maidens

in macrame,

Restaurant play,

depressants,

in vitro,

In utero—

Bozos on benzos

get on my last nerve.

What about that

cast iron pan?

I burned

The eggs again—

absenteeism,

criticism:

And if they really knew,

would they tell us so?

That's what separates

the men from the men.

My windows are

Tinted on the inside—

Do you see me

Not seeing you?

And if the farthest drive

to the oldest cemetery

is impassable,

can you still

take me there?

Ahead,

rows of pansies,

purple velvet

and midnight blue

are all I can remember.

The pines stretching

Ten-year-old arms

after sleep without dreams.

Sound as Sandman.

I see your feet flex.

Tuesday broke Wednesday,

Thursday took off.

Who is there to blame?

Between refrains

we hit refresh.

Coat the bananas

with chocolate and nuts,

And save

shredded carrots

for the hamster.

Oh That's what separates

the men from the men.

My windows are

Tinted on the inside—

Do you see me

Not seeing you?

And if the farthest drive

to the oldest cemetery

is impassable,

can you still

take me there?

(Will you still

take me there?)

Comments

You Already Knew

Remind me what you said Just before the sky broke. New white sandals, Cuffed shorts Embroidered and hemmed Just above the knee Every inch exploring Braids twisted in hope, Nothing is missing, But everything is gone. Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. In the park, children playing Through the haze, sunbeams swaying Trees whisper their ancient lore And the world turns, evermore In each face, a story to find In each heart, a piece of time Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. Remind me what you said, just before the sky broke. (C) 2024 BMI.

A Child Set Free

Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Through the dark, spirit songs. Finding Hope that we belong. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. Through the dark, spirit songs, Finding Hope that we belong. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. (C) 2024 BMI

Six Years Old

The first time I broke I was 6 years old and my aunt told me My daddy was gone. I brought him cards I looked outside too, I checked his room, But, daddy I couldn’t Find you. Before you left, did grandpa say: “I will take care of them for the rest of my days?” Before you left, Did grandpa say: “I give you my word, it will be okay?” “You have permission to fall away.” The next time I broke, 5 weeks had gone by And mama told me that Good men die. Grandpa was so strong, It was just a test. Then one dose, two dose, cardiac arrest. I didn’t bring him cards I didn’t check his room, Because grandpa It was just too soon. The first time I broke in half I was 6 years old and… And my innocence was gone. Oh my innocence was gone. God my innocence was gone. My innocence was gone. Oh my innocence was gone. (C) 2024 BMI

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