I cry misery
When the world lands hard
Into dry cracked palms
My future rising from the dark
I see carpenter bees hustle
For a taste of the bark
Clothes drying on a banister
Aging slow and smart
I feel healing in my bones
Even here all alone
My heart resting in the past
The ease settling into chance
To love those who love me
Untethered and finally free
From the ties that bind
My broken childlike mind











