There’s something in the air gives me
Cause to choke gives me reason to
Dare a moment before the smoke
Clears I see myself with new
Eyes all the wisdom of an infant
First tasting chaos and hearing
The cacophony of life

Trucks and cars backed up the
Freeway outside our hospital room
And I can see myself fumbling
Around stumbling around
Forgetting how to tie my own
Shoes so how am I supposed
To tie hers or his or theirs
How am I to handle this when
I haven’t even felt the clouds,
Whispering down my back my
Wings have never nicked the sun but
Maybe it’s better this way
Maybe then the sky won’t fall

And yet, I remember your fingertips
Hushing sweet nothings between
My shoulder blades, burying all
The secrets animosities every
Hatchet that lay between
You and me.
But what are we without the fire?
How can I slow down stop
I’ll ache my bones will rust. Everything
We are will flare so hot, blindingly,
And then just burn itself out.

I know I promised myself
That I’d never regret us but
I can’t stop this feeling that we’ve
Gone too far and now…

We’re all alone lying next to one
Another. This I can see clearly
In the fallout. The leftovers
Of the unspoken misery are littered about
Like toys like pacifiers like diapers and
Chopped up bars of Beethoven squeezing
Beneath the cracks in the
Door.

And the traffic is muted by the glass is
Loud enough to hurt my head is
Enticing to get away to stay still to
Never move.
What kind of world hides the
Clouds in dust the
Ashes of our ambition where’s the
Faith trust pixie –
Rusting away, and I can’t
Understand how “God’s little gift”
Could take everything away.