not tonight

I found a place I can sit, a place where everyday light
Hits like the palm of your hand when you’re reaching
For something that’s balled up in the sky; that’s the way
I like to see myself, reaching for just one star at a time…

~*~

no, not tonight

i won’t be lamenting

for permanent rain

lights muffling sense

like cotton stuffing

in my rag-doll brain

.

no, not tonight

i won’t be grieving

for weathered hopes

symmetrical analogies

sketching out dreams

in my hoarse throat

.

no, not tonight

i won’t suffocate within

my claustrophobic no’s

i shall free myself from

my bedroom walls and

give myself room to grow.

~*~

I heard what was a song inside the earth
I put my ear to the ground and I sang with every
Word, see, I got lost in the sound—
I felt so safe inside the sight of the sun
I really think I’m home now, I really think that…

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