Ablaze

A Mary

things i have

i have a database in my brain
that fills up every time it rains
and when it rains
it fucking pours
won't somebody please shut the doors?

i have a hole in my left sock
that i just don't want to sew back up
i like this hole, i like it very much,
it's been there for me,
through tough times and such.

i have a pocket in my right shoe,
that is filled up with tacky glue.
when i see things that need to be fixed,
i can patch them up
no need for tricks.

i have a secret door in my room,
that takes me to a secret tomb.
where i can hide away and play,
and if you come with,
we can be there all day.

Finally!

I am writing again. And it feels oh-so-so-so good.

Half The Sphere

Half the sphere was my heart,
that spun in circles
worlds apart.
speeding up then slowing
down,
all we did was go round and round.
we found a place to come and rest,
i've put you in a treasure chest
i'll keep you golden,
locked up forever,
i'll open it sometimes, often,
probably never.
And there you'll stay with all your glory,
guarding with you all our stories.
Keep them dear child,
keep them close,
for those will provide comfort
when you need a dose
of that unconditioned love
you held in your hand,
but let slip through your fingers
like grains of sand.
now i'm writing.
now i'm learning.
now i'm preaching.
now i'm earning.
the rights to say that i was right,
and rest assured you wont sleep at night.
you'll be up sleepless moons,
peeping out,
creeping about,
clinging to stories from the treasure chest
come here and put that head
to rest.