Enjoying a “corncob pipe”, fresh off the grill in the Hamptons.
When will you learn that it’s possible
to put too much faith in your struggle?
What happened, that made pain the only thing
that the lungs of your soul recognize as air?
You can swim all day against the current
and still find yourself no closer to shore.
the walls of this humble home
held so much more than just a roof.
When manna refuses to fall from heaven
we may find ourselves left with no other option
but to wring it from the earth below our feet.
I’ve come to realize
that maybe I won’t ever understand
all the reasons why you did
what you did.
But I’ve also grown to realize
that maybe that’s ok.
For the many moments
whose magic meant more
than you will ever know.
we lay together, composed between foreplay and sobriety.
bodies resting peacefully against the other’s grooves.
my arms draped heavily over hers in a steady embrace,
as our legs intertwined in effortless coordination.
she pulls my fingers close,
and her lips gently caress the crook of my thumb.
we dance a still and silent, horizontal bolero.