Fissures

Teach me how to be brave 

You and I, 

We are all our parents made 

Together we were lost 

But I am home and you are there 

you learned to read the lines of the world 

Flag to terra firma 

Teach me to be more than I’ve always been 

Tell me when the chaos becomes creation 

You don a suit and tie 

I wear the linens of a child, waiting by the door 

Splattered and torn 

Let me try your clothes 

Tell me, brother

What lies ahead? 

There have been many lifetimes of you and I 

But it is a tale as old as time: 

the dreamer and the moon 

Just beyond her fingertips 

Who are we to escape the sky of our yesteryears? 

it never failed to divide the galaxies before us 

For as I child I held the moon in my hands

its shine in my eyes 

And its stars in my lap 

But now I wish upon you with not wonder, but worries 

For the poets immortalized the moon for its unattainability 

When will I join you in this distance? 

I long for the day 

When will we grow up brother?

Phone bills, christmas cards, bitter words big and small like-(why didn’t you call)

When did you think I stopped needing you? 

Sometimes I worry about what you’re becoming 

Sometimes I feel I don’t know you 

Sometimes, in moments like these I wish I could 

What has life made of us? 

The apples have fallen far from the tree 

There is only you and me 

This is all we have 

So won't you wait for me?