Collective Unburdening

Where we come from
The edges are supple
Not rigid
Blurring into the ether
And each other
Where nothing is separate
Not even our minds
Our ideas bleeding
Together
Spreading infections
And immunity
And tolerance
And maybe love.
Maybe love.
Collective unburdening
Divulges
A sparkling collection of
Modern thought
Where love of all colors
All iterations
Can be tolerated
Differences celebrated
Repression
Oppression
Confiscated by the past
Condemned by the future
Like crucifixion and the gallows
Gone
But never
Forgotten.

 

Somebody Got Shot

I told them to go: Daddy,Take her to her favorite place The library. Pick up the Thai food And come home, be safe.

They come home and I kiss them We eat together, then we watch Fantasia while I stretch and Daddy works. A normal evening.

Except for the police racing about Daddy wondered why, I said: Guns The last time I saw them speeding Without sirens, somebody got shot.

The neighborhood blog flashed a notice: A shooting at the corner, near the library At 6:45. My reasons for living crossed paths With a gunman, and I sent them.

I get on my knees, blessing my Angels, my worst fears curling and Charred, touched by the fires of hell While I pray for their mothers.