aayoungthere you are
right on cue
as if you personally orchestrated
my having been born
in September
the devil you know
swelling and morphing
through my dreams
your face changing
wearing various masks
such grand theatre
i weep
destroy my sheets
crying out in the night
reddest blood flowing
into marzipan rivers
oh my dear
how beautifully we suffer
this tether
my soul was lost
in an apple orchard
faded to ether
I thought
I understood what
love
truth
and beauty
were
until I saw the smile
beam from the face
of my son
taking
his leading role bows
before the applauding theatre
as he realized
he had just achieved
something
he never thought possible
all i remember about high school
are books that changed my life
who i was fucking
and what i was touching
for the first time
opening night of the fall play
i had the lead and was fucking my co-star
a freshman year liz taylor
to his sophomore richard burton
backstage stolen kisses
and raised skirts
waiting for our cues
not caring if the audience noticed
the painted flats were moving