 I've been home from my swim
Long enough for my hair to have dried Stiff and wavy in the air As I've busied myself with the tasks of living I've draped my suit over the shower rod Trod a path of fine sand through the house Too preoccupied to wipe my feet It was a good visit I thought Maybe a bit too brief Not enough sun and salt to sate me There was just one thing A momentary miscalculation We make them every day And I breathed at the wrong time I coughed a little It was nothing really Everything was fine It's been hours since it happened And I don't think I feel so well Is this what they call drowning dry?
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 Sacred circles and ley lines
Inept words for our inexplicable places Where people and things Unfit elsewhere Find comfort We end up here by accident A confluence of unforeseen events Steering us And our disbelief To make a life we never imagined We gather Secular To pray to each other In twilit cold Warming feet and spirits By logs that hiss with unspent moisture Smoke lingering In hats and mittens for days Our cheeks glow pink on the ice There is magic here Something about us Recognizable only by those who share the hum Notes in the chord The wind carrying our song Listen closely You might hear us Or dream of pointed red hats Parading in twos and threes Down an ordinary small town street  I lived a lifetime of perfect lies
Cradled in unkind hands I dug the clay from my own grey shame Fired them lovely in my lungs Let them slip glazed and shining from my lips I told them easily The untruths to conceal unhappiness To everyone I knew And many I didn't I told them until I ran out Of cold wet earth Of hot damp air Of the will to keep sleeping Blanketed in my own sadness I woke slowly Then all at once Empty of my art A spent resource Crumbling between my fingers My mouth too dry to make it mold Dishonesty has drained from me Truth running clean and clear From every pore Sureness gleaming on my skin I won't lie for you Or cradle you in my own kind hands I won't apologize for crimes I haven't committed To make your existence easier Or help you avoid your own fate Craft them yourself Deliver them wrapped in ribbons Packages of deceit A gift only to yourself  I want to be bare beyond my skin
Free to expose All that I am Lacking the fear Of your fear of me Knowing it doesn't exist It's like learning to walk Rolling from heel to toe Unsteadily Reaching for a handhold And finding yours Warm and strong In the cold I don't know what I'm doing I don't expect you to tell me But if I ask I know you'll answer Suggest Not demand My path my own Yours to take as long as you choose Stay with me While it suits you Breath for breath Step for step No destination on the map But each other |
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