Adventures in 5/30

if my life is a palindrome
the hard part is nearly over
a slow walk now to cradle in the quiet womb of death
mark this as the center
spark a flame in your time machine
travel back and forth on the pendulum
birth to the death
the life between like flashes of light
to illuminate once
once again
and then no more
like a mirror that shatters under the burden
of bearing it's own reflection

Adventures in 4/30

See the baby
The baby is made up of wishes
The wishes belong to the parents
The baby is filled to th teeth with wishes
The wishes poke out at the joints
The baby has too many corners
The parents don't know how to hold him
The parents drop the baby
The baby crawls away
The baby crawls into a box
The the box is sent to the parents' parents in a city too far from home
The baby loves the city
The baby forgets home
The baby grows up
The baby is a man now
The man has too many corners
The city cannot sand them down
The man walks away from the city
The man meets a girl who is empty
Her parents did not have enough wishes
She has space for his corners
The man and the girl make a baby
The baby reminds him of boxes
The man hates boxes
The man hates the baby
The baby is a girl with holes
The man stuffs hatred into the holes
The holes feel like wishes
The girl makes a wish on her razor blade when she slices the hatred down
She does not know why she does this
She scrapes her corners away

Adventures in 2/30

If you love something let it go

That smoking habit
An abusive father
Three near angels
A bottle of Valium
Every city I've ever called home

If it comes back, it is yours forever

The sunset on the Savannah River like a battle hymn in 3/4 time
The welcome home hug of a little brother
A first kiss in the rain

If it does not come, it wasn't meant to be

You, always you