Monday, December 05, 2005

Daddy Died Young

did you have some love today?
you're talking about God and his children,
you're talking about empathy
and what others are blind to see.

where'd you get that love from?
i'm looking at your eyes,
i'm looking at your smile,
i'm looking at those children you speak of.

where'd you get that love?

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green square room
with a high wooden ledge
and window across from bed

with a crack in the ceiling
that sounded like a gunshot

whispers above
of someone rising and walking across the kitchen floor
maybe cooking breakfast
or maybe filling a saringe
full of the elegance that will sustain him

soft bubbles of water
as a legacy is passed down
to our new generation

we know who you are
and we know where you're going
and we can't bear to not believe you

green room fills with smoke
and we don't think you'll mind
we wonder if someone can really see us
dancing around the thought at the core of our minds

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