Fainting Goat

I didn’t get out of bed this morning for twenty minutes

Lying in the dark in hopeful ignorance

Then I see my mother in the hall and I’m six years old again —

She has bad news —

I Wish You Never Hurt Me

When we first met

I had no idea

You would become so important to me

Yet now I find myself

Wishing we never met

Now I’m forced to remember you

My sadness reaches down my mouth. 

Her cool slippery hands snatching the breath i have left to breathe 

She persuades my anger to do the same; 

They love to torture together. 

Collect the raindrops left scattered on the ground, cut the dying trees before they die. Live with your hands until you die in your mind.