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Draining Light, Late Afternoon

The Devil is in my head, draining the light quicker

than the sun falling from my window, late afternoon.

Not even the thought of her, or the half empty wine bottle,

or the lamenting aria, can make me quiet, or feel anything.

Afternoon on a wasted day, and I wish I could sleep, sleep

until The Devil left for some other poor fucker, and I might

smile thinking of her kissing me, or delight in soft drunkenness,

or know the sweet sorrows of an aria for unrequited love.

The Devil steals all joy and light, but Jesus says I am an unworthy kind,

or all those assholes on TV who love him do, and so I put what tatters

of faith or hope in the one who loves me, even as the afternoon goes dark,

that what Shard of Eden can be found in my brokenness, comes from her touch.

Stars and Sanctuary

I

 

I can see the sky burning, the stars pulled down

               By the tail of the Red Dragon, down to the sea.

              

               I can see the child a woman carries, with her

               Crown of stars, running away from the flames.

 

               I can’t see tomorrow, or if in the desert there is

               Sanctuary and care, a place to rest, give birth.

 

              

               II

 

               I dream of a woman, sweet and kind, surely an angel,

               With a heart open to the world, even those in the dark.

 

               I remember us drinking wine on her roof, talking all night,

               Of god and angels and all that was ever meant to be.

 

               I remember her hugging me goodbye at first light,

               And feeling devoured by her tenderness and devotion.

 

 

               III

 

               The Red Dragon breathes fire in the night, and even saints

               Can burn the wicks of his cruelty, to keep themselves warm.

 

               But they say there is a place in the desert, where the mother

               Will be kept safe and hope will be born again, for all time now.

 

               If there is love, there is hope, and I know one who loves me,

               And whom I love, a star born in hearts to light the empty sky.