I'm eating stars for my
fast. Milk tears for sad-eyed
fellow creatures. One more
day, opening my eyes,
but the shadows were walking
everywhere without
stopping or being stopped. We
did this. You and me pulling
back and forth. I want
to tell you I think I'm
falling over, but I
guess I still feel okay,
because I can't hate for
you. You brought this into
our homes. You poisoned the
rivers for money. The
poor trees felt everything.
Just once more, please. Sadness
betrays the night. We're not
always just out of reach
anymore. I was alone,
weren't you? Just one more
swallow of guilt. Trees know
how to cry. Elephants
call each other by names.
"They" always need someone
to blame. Are you one of
them now. Will you wear a
red mask to hide your rage
against those who dare to
challenge your humanity?
Why does having a
heart in your chest embarrass
you so? Loneliness
was not brought to you by
infected bats who sniffed
your agent orange in
the smothered night. They always
seem to want to blame
anything that looks or
acts differently. Everyone
has to find their
place to be. Why kill dreams?
Love will find a way. No
need to use clubs. If you
let it. Those letters you've
written, send them to yourself;
try to understand.