Where the Wild Things Are (film)

Douglas: Will you keep out all the sadness?

Max: I have a sadness shield that keeps out all the sadness, and it's big enough for all of us.

I'm Not Afraid To Be Free

Heartbeat

heartbeat 

one, two

resting

it's important I count them 

and if I can time it  

then I feel yours too

listen to a

heartbeat 

three, four

whatever became of you? 

did it empty that moment

arrhythmic  

lapse with the second hand

revolution in one breathe 

loss skipping next

I take in each heartbeat

claim internal swell 

shame leeching 

at the point of dilation

writing itself into the rhythm

hitting at it 

hers was an acting out 

mine a never acting

soon every second is seizure

either way you play

heartbeat 

five, six 

all the way to 100

this time will be different 

checking pulse 

steady 

Is artery tunnel? 

as I take in each pump

deeper exploration 

and did you know you share a heartbeat 

with those you tunnel dwell with? 

sleep next to in soft heat 

we share one heartbeat 

we rise and we fall

I started writing about you that night

I started writing about you that night

and the next day you said you wouldn't make it

one word

then talebearing 'til 2

like skipping stones 

even if painted with bright lacquered lines 

they sink

I said I would hold it loosely

find value

so I wrapped esteem around tight

crocheting transparent lines

leaving space open 

residing in ambiguity with you 

it opened up

nearing worship 

huddled

like peeking in

being spoon fed 

one succinct moment at a time

careful,

I am probably too careful 

and if it hurts 

it is the kind of ache that also pulls

as your value and the corresponding risk increase 

it washes out in glowy middle

pinching as words turn to her

I would talk about it

if it paid it proper respect

and why is it so easy to talk to you? 

and you are careful too