#9

Bounding unaware
Legs and paws and teeth and tongue
Excitement and joy

#8

My millenium
is your Friday, Lord.

My mountain
is your speck of dust,
the rock in your shoe.

My struggle of humanity
is your sleepless night.

#6

Waiting at the window
Watching
Every cloud bears a promise
Will it?
Won't it
Snow?

Hoping to awake
Early early
To a phone call
Offering another hour
(Two?)
Of blessed rest

#6

Waiting at the window
Watching
Every cloud bears a promise
Will it?
Won't it
Snow?

Hoping to awake
Early early
To a phone call
Offering another hour
(Two?)
Of blessed rest

#5

Prepare
Many years are coming
Full of joy and tears
Full of laughter
Full of heartache
Full of trials and triumph

Prepare
Many days are coming
Full of hope and hurt
Full of adrenaline
Full of indifference
Full of life and love

#4

Adults always have answers.
No, you may not.
Witchita, KS.
July 4th, 1776.
42.

Now that we are older,
I don't have answers.

Do you?

#3

What is it you recognize?
The wide-mouthed smile?
The half-moon eyes?

I'm sure we've never met before
In this life
Or years ago.

Why do you feel
So comfortable?
So free to be
Yourself with me?

You know I can't look
In your soul.
I can't read your heart.

Why do you willingly
Share your story
To a stranger
Who looks like me?

My spirit is able
But why are you ready?

I'll listen,
But how do you know
You can trust me?

Maybe
The Christ in you
Recognizes
The Christ in me.

Maybe
You're smelling life
And you're glad.

Maybe
You're smelling death
And you're pissed.

Whatever the reason
I'll be here,
Friend.

#2

listen listen
sirens in the distance

coming or going
stopping
slowing

listen listen
why so many

fire engine
medic
fire engine

saving lives
driving days
and nights

#1

It's 11:11
Make a wish.
Close your eyes, don't look.
Fall asleep if you can
At least until 11:12.

Hold onto hope
For time will pass
And dreams may die
If you forget them
Or let go.