Time Travel; Before Change, Still Hope

woman on yellow background laughing

Spoken Word

Tight curls
diligent enough to wrap around the idea of my finger
large eyes
soaking up the world like the biscuit Momma made; every last drop of gravy
belonged to it like the hug of a man crushing his wife to his chest
Oh, that smile!
Worry’s never been there between those lips where teething has come and gone
yet, something amiss has stopped by from time to time
Shouts and then quiet
Tears, and then a blubbering sob into silence and a better place
It’s best to – always been better to believe that and so the rest rested easier
To that lullaby
little hands
grasped like a rising sun on shadows of night
and kissed the crown of each palm, an unspoken contract
of rulership
that will never abandon you – never it will
nary a soul will miss a needlepoint’s caress
if you cry
hymn after hymn will snuff out their eyes of judgment
Look! On our wall, proof He watches us
soon now – come, child! – look upon it with me
lonely is the least warm if you stand there with no one
hand in hand
We can weather this storm with shy peeks

from out under Momma’s (she’s gone now) big, fine dress
she left it for us in her bureau to each wear when the times call for it
When time calls for us
We should be so lucky if they send for us both – that way
no fuss will be made on who is to stand in it
and be blessed

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Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair...or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free...just...free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart's content. Or something like that. http://www.lbisonartist.com

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