When the crystal broke
I knew it was time to let go
Time to do things differently
To let toxic habits fade
As their embers singed
The pages of my diary
When I heard the song
That goes
Oh Happy Day
I envisioned in my mind
How people die
All the time and every day
Bullets enter flesh
But choirs still sing
When the throbbing began in my brain
I knew I had been thinking too hard
And drinking too much
But not drinking enough
to make certain thoughts
go away
Hard seltzer
For hard thoughts
Broken crystals
To heal broken spirits
vintage gospel
For the godless angels
Bound to this godforsaken earth
Sometimes we don’t have
the words for prayers
But that doesn’t mean
Our souls aren’t crying
If someone hears
Those muffled sounds
Can they bring relief
A respite from our aching
A reprise to brighter days
I know the pain in his body
Because it matches my own
But even so
I want to pray
to take his away
The rawest
most unfiltered love
Is slightly poisonous
In its strength
We don’t know yet
How to temper it
Into something
That sits inside
The jaw’s cheek
Without burning the flesh
Can the ramblings
Of my heart
Be made mild
my tongue un-forked
And my belly turned
as soft as a lamb’s
And find a devotion
that is tender
And balanced and merciful
And not envious or greedy
Loving someone
the wrong way
is a sin
It makes hearts
and minds rot
And the death causes
A stench
Something different
That is selfless and honest
Is closer to holy
It is as close to the gates
As we can get
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