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*Rock Face* (For: T.M.) 05.30.2013
If you want me to chase down a bear
In the forest
With just a stick
If you wish me to go to the moon
On a rocket ship
I'd sharpen and stow away
Just for you
If I was on my deathbed deadly sick
Delusional. Rambling about Oreos
Slobbering at nurses
Your pretty face in the doorway
And I'd recite Euclid
Precisely explain correctly the Seven Wonders
Map the world
Take time with a wounded hand
Because it likes to heal
Time's taken our hands and wounded
Until we become shy to feel
I can understand it if you hate me
Do not want me around or understand me
I'll never know why you've loved me this long
Why you've given me so much
So kindly for so long
Many roles this life we each partake
It's when dependent solely on one that hearts break
When children become grown their mother dies
I've seen this in my mama's eyes
Just like a prisoner released from gates
Beat up for confused reasons decades
He will search faces, seeking a place
Like a mother in her grown son's room
Rearranging pictures, mementos, inconsolable
This place. That place.
Lost in the forest with a sharpened stick
I'll go till my heart stops
If it heals your sick
Stowed away on a Russian rocket
I'll wait patiently eating mice
Waiting with all my heart non-dysfunctional engine,
Wizard cosmonauts
I've been caved a decade beating the shit out myself
You've been building the future one massage at a time
Sure, antlers and arrows in blood are pretty
But Neanderthal painters
And Homo sapiens healers - bloody lotion
Can we?
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