That still silent voice
I’ve been seeking for years
Is now busting down my door
Stalking my fears
“It’s high time for a leadership change”
he says
“Out with the old,
it was deranged”
The vicious certainty
spewing up forth
Never did I expect this
from my true north
shredding and clawing and
damn ready to kill
Any last bits
hanging on still
“Reduce and stand down
or be destroyed”
A fire in his eyes
magma in his loins
“I will not warn you
even once more”
And with that I
took to the door
All of this time having
feared my own strength
And it turns out
I’m as strong as a tank
And all this velocity needs
for true health
is permission to dig deep
in its well
and burn all the fuel
in a holy explosion
a Christed enigma
(perhaps a whole ocean)
A wanting beyond
ordinary eyes
The pulsing of YES
from between the thighs
Light bursts out
from every orifice
Blinding the parent, the lover
the therapist
and all that is left
to really admire
is a simple nugget
still burning on fire
and though the massive
passion unveiled
there’s still time to
reach into hell
and preserve the sacred and scared and forlorn
rounding them up
taking them home
just gently enough
so they know
they are loved
and yet
also quite taut
on the strings from above
I can’t ever forget you
as you grow up
The outfit may change
when you’re no longer a pup
but the essence you are
has always been there
atop my alarm clock
which I’m now ready to share
