Words&Dirt

Abandonment is childhood’s end
For leavers and for stayers both
The quick lash of window’s light
Meets malice at the door
Castles turned to trees arrange
For leaf’s bright toss
And air’s cool whisper
In the bright den of dawn

Losing time to bed’s fine folds
Enwrapped in raptured coverlets
This lonely joy kills across the room
Sharing’s absence begets growing
Into solipsism’s sly smile
And staying there

Drape your arms around it now
Draw it close
And ever in
Call it mother
Kiss its brow
Breathe your fire over kin

Outside playthings reprimand
They chide and chortle just as planned
Termites take to the sun
Wings flash and fold in dusk
All this unnoticed ecstasy feels a little
Bitter

But
The rule we make in taking us away
Thwarts our passion
The line we stalk in decomposition
Ends our bastion

Stayers wait in trailing tremors
The comfort deck and sweating glass
Stayers freight the weight of loss
The dripping sink and sponging soil
Stayers stay
That’s what they do

I’ll be here when you get back
Company I’ll never lack
But please don’t keep me waiting long
I fear I may forget your song