The Divine Human Comedy

I’m the last one

To sleep

Always

They all 

Need

To lay their head

On my chest

Even the cat 

Wants me

My Love

Sinks his profile

Down 

Into my neck

Just like her

He listens to my heart

For comfort 

For a song

One day

My chest 

Will be still

No strumming 

No lullaby 

It’s funny

How we forget 

Death

Somehow 

I always end up

In the driveway 

Sky gazing and drinking

The concrete 

Is comforting stillness

The cold air

I crave

The artificial lights

We made

Some nights

I can only feel

Three C sections 

Three babies 

The ones

I lost

It’s a tiredness 

Larger than the sky

I will die

Under these horses

Their joyful

Dire

Stampede

I remember 

The lions in New Orleans

The key in my stomach

The days I spent

Looking

Wandering

The Summer siren

Wishing for Winter

Most nights

I see only 

 Brightness 

The indestructible beauty

Of the eternal lives

We were allowed

To create

How insane

I can drag my fingers 

Through their hair

Trace important

Jawbones

While my heart

Thrums 

Thrums

Drums

Away

Like a Pied Piper

Whistling dark death

Over a cliff

I can still see

Always see

That long awaited

Moment

Love at first sight

Just like a movie 

A fairytale 

The never ending 

Dance

He

Falls around me

Their spark

In his eyes

Eight years and five houses

In any palace

Of marble

Or gold

Any simple shack

Of wood

Or want

I would wish for you

Feel them

Wrapping tiny fingers

Around my ribs

Asking for snacks

In the crusading cold

My breath

Is my own

For the moment

Concrete and red

Twinkling stars and stillness

The air itself

Seems to sing

Along with my still

Beating heart

“Life 

Conquers 

Death

Jesus Christ

Has won it.”