The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleev… to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform

Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city

My man is Black Golden Amber Cha… Warm mouths of Brandy Fine Cautious sunlight on a patterned r… Coughing laughter, rocked on a whi… Graceful turns on woolen stilts S…

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…

Your smile, delicate rumor of peace. Deafening revolutions nestle in th… cleavage of your breasts

She came home running back to the mothering blackness deep in the smothering blackness white tears icicle gold plains of… She came home running

I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at all Bad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud

Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave