My mother is the darkness inside m… She planted the seed That grew into brambles, And now, I can’t be loud Because she makes me so
Dignity is death.
She fell like rain, Like a bird, Like a comet chasing light, Like a star dropping from the nigh… Like a stone in water,
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
I cried out to God, And There was silence.
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know
The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”