I have learned
Disturbingly
To settle into fear, like an old house settles on its foundation
Sinking by the year.
It used to rise me-
It used to pick me up and batter me
Like the surf batters stones on the ocean floor
Tossing them and beating them upon the rocks.
Now, like an anchor or a shipwreck I...
Settle.
I stay, hard and heavy and dark
Pinned in place and dully aware
Dully waiting--
For a storm to send down debris,
Or the sun to lance through the waves and touch my cold face.
I settle.
I am here, in fear,
I am here
And I am tired
And I refuse to use my strength to struggle in my nets.
Instead, I sleep. I wait. I
Settle.

Love is like Russian Roulette.
Bets are on, hearts are at risk.
Whose willing to shoot?
Whose willing to die?
To lose their mind ?
Virtue lost over this foolish game?

Dice drops.
My heart is dead.
My mind is bruised.
Love is like Russian Roulette.

I spent too much time, flipping throug old records. In that old shop, in my home town. My head is filled with dust, but I can sing every song on every album. Without missing a beat.

For birds abound
In shallow mounds
A marsh to sate their thirst

A vulture pen
A raven then
Out of the fire burst

Rocket ships
And planes are quick
But birds have made it first

I don't want you to break, in your pastel blue blanket. Fine china in my arms, sniffling softly. Warm mittens, a sleeping cap adorned on your sleeping head. Mouth open, a small little grin , plays off from your lips. Little hairs, across you sweet sweet brow. I press my lips to your tiny nose, Ocean Valor. Like a wave you rose, open soft grey eyes, that yet wait to greet the world.