The snow falls around me
in the peacock window light
the trees wave hello to me
while I find a candle to fight
Just let me catch my breath
we spend time wandering through the towns that our father chose
and we spend days looking for the perfect garden rose
because i’ve seen men who stand behind their father’s grave while they hand a gun to the hand they shake and they wait and they wait and they wait
a woman walks into the street with a gun and a boy walks to school wishing he had one
and we hate and we hate and we hate
I’ve stood at the wall and I chased down the hall your sister ran towards the light
we danced in the morning while my brother was snoring and we held each other tight
January 2013