Come the Morning

Nervousness of new
And newer
Makes me sick to my stomach

We’ve got this
I say -not believe

We’ll make it through
Is more truthful
And I tell it to myself

I balance you on a memory
Have you recite all the words
The weeds with their gossamer heads
Explode into view
Memory begets memory begets memory begets you
Here with me now

Safe and sleeping as if the dragon’s den did not await us

Safe and sleeping as if your journey will not be long and solo

Safe and asleep as I long to be
Come the morning I will miss you

Anxiety

A jitter to her eyes

Half-steps bounce her close and closer to the wall

Neck stretched for a guillotine that will never hit

She’s asking me

To calm her down

To sing her a new lullaby

For the teenaged mind

I strum a cough

An apology for not being good enough

I’ve got one hand on her skeleton

The other trying to feed it into her skin

Humming cracks into calm exterior

Child, I say,

Child, I sing

Child, I cry

And crying is that new lullaby

And crying is that new lullaby