I am the dream Martin Luther King Jr. spoke of
the equality, the freedom, the hope...
I wish I could forget yesterday,
legs curled in...
Quiet messages weave
between two eyes...
When people talk about raising their kids,
it's a strange concept...
I rely on little things
to make it to the next horizon...
There it was
on the kitchen bench...
As a scared child,
you were never told it was...
my senses can sometimes betray me
some days my ears can hear what my eyes cannot see...
You parted the sea—your collarbones have become...
and the smile on your lips radiates a warmth...
I always carried my death, living.
My memories all were...
you
no longer...
A dream to me is reflection
of all things my mind taketh in...