This kuebiko/this hanging here immobilized/as horror upon travesty/eats honor and noble possibilities/for the executioners breakfast/make my last meal/some kind of energy drink/oh yes/the broken body/the spilled blood/the sacrament of broken people and lives/restored/not retributive justice/that’s it/that’s the one/ we need/

Tonight I reflect on love/the stuff that lasts/that shows up for the tough part/that is worn down/though never worn out/love that looks out of the window/and still sees beauty/despite the pain

Walking and praying/for friends/for mothers/for love that never ends/in the time/in the season/trying to walk the lessons/of patience/of art as life/of crafting garments/knowing the hill and far turquoise waves wait/knowing well the steady gait you taught us/we your children will wrap ourselves in your dignity/and pronounce the words of life

This is a light sculpture called Expansions by Paige Bradley//
The light explodes from the deep/the brokenness begets more light/we become thin vessels as everything migrates off/we have nothing/almost we are nothing/nothing but the light refracted/by a million billion cells of love

I wonder if God/yearned for brilliance/spangled colors thirsted/for painted hills/as the cold year crept close/as I impulsively/drape my world/the seeping changes/flow from the heart of God/flow from the heart of me

These bees/flit and flight/do what they do/make life go on/while I sit on this bench considering the poetic possibilities/of nausea and what follows/vomit rhymes with comet you know/my attention keeps/unsurprisingly slipping/too soon/the flowers and the bees’ buzz and the bench and the pretty day/Sing me a lost lullaby/where toxins don’t need expelling/and the border of death and life recede/except it won’t/and the body writhing sweating expelling/shudders and suffers to life/it is its desperate insistence on living/that makes us sick/unlovely yet Noble I think/perhaps more so/at least equal/in my eyes/to bees/and flowers/this will to life

There is something Sacred/about the pilgrimage of friendship/that allows us to swim in different directions/ponds/pools/puddles/rushing falls/of salty tears/and be in God’s same liquid eye

Float in enough for /a while/find in enough/that blessed sufficiency/I fondly name/just/just enough/breath/hope/endurance/courage/faith/float there/right there/until God troubles/that water

So much to pray/I call on angels/harbingers of divine love and care/know you will be present with all who need/this night/this day/and ever more