i woke up today
just to cry myself
back to sleep

i thought about the world
but in pixels and tones

the wheel of color
spun and spun
until it washed
my dreams in gray

and i sank like
a cloud of smoke
into an old woman's
mouth

i stood among others
and noticed their
shoulders were being
pulled by strings, and their
knees clanking like
aluminum cans
in their faded denim jeans

i laughed a little laugh
and felt a tear roll down my cheek

a hand crept out of the shadows
and swam in my creek,
told me it would be alright
and that i should get back to sleep

and so i did, but then
i dreamt i was alive

and the glory of God
had shown me the way

i was overwhelmed
with worry, wasn't
i born to one father?

and what of mother?

these two creatures
sit like ravens on their perches;
cawing for my return but i did
not look back; for i know
what their feathers have in store for me

i speak in a human tongue:

let you go i must, i say;

as though speaking
were much like guiding a small
part of heaven through
bitter soil

let's leave here, i say
to my love, let's become
better

and my eyes
shut forever, my mind
no longer a seeking missile
desperate for a target,

but like a thread
guided by a compassionate
hand, i am woven

into the fabric

of forgiveness