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Abracadabra

Let me be a magicians hat,
where a white gloved hand enters
but never comes back;
the rabbit inside, dressed
skinned and limp to the touch,
revealed in shades of violence
that would cause a rose to blush.

The future I am, destroying him completely;
dismantling rationality,
sending that bloodied hand back in –
desperately.
Grasping at anything;
a string of flags in procession endlessly,
uncomfortably damp,
or a bundle of flowers
covered in what should have been rabbit.

No matter what he pulls out
the audience can give only horror
while I, the hat, tossed aside;
the only magic inside unwelcome,
broken and exhausted
from years of giving more than expected.

The crowd will stand,
slowly at first –
but quickly growing to a tidal force,
crashing against the exits
while this magicians hat rocks back and forth
mouth agape, unaware of what goodness is.

Let me be a magicians hat
perform this last trick and find peace.

Sunny Skies

The sky burns
while my broken parts yearn
for a downpour I’ve earned
and continue to earn, again and again.

The seasons move to music
that my ears refuse to hear
open only, expectantly, for the sound
of that great rain coming down.

The sky burns
while my broken heart yearns
mangled in ways difficult to discern.
The pieces that would not – should not fit
forced into compliance.

I need the sky to break as have I
to shatter
crashing down upon the space I occupy
until all the pleasantness is nullified
and I again can feel at home;

That place beneath the rain
where broken things are fed to grow.