(TAYLOR’S HOMEWORK)

WE NEED…

Feed empathy

To the children

Who sip the river

Water to survive-

Who can’t spend a dime,

Saving all just to get by.

A place

AMERICA

Can recycle her sins.

Licking bullets,

Only to let in -

The hatred

Towards men,

Towards women,

Children, animals.

Bring back the life

Of love and

Sunlight for the world

Has been in the dark

For far too long

& she can’t take it

JUSTICE FOR ALL

What happens when the sun

Can’t shine, when the branches

On my oak tree

Can’t dance in the dawn’s dew

?

This turned awful, quick

How about the time we ate

The night, we fell asleep in your car

Only to wake up to a moose

Knocking on our door

When you fed him the news

  Only to come back and ask for more

When you give a loose tooth

A naked whore

Only God can tell you

     What happens next.....

I can’t stand the room

When you stand in

The very middle

It makes my skin itch

And my eyes bleed

I can’t stand the room

When you stand in

The very middle

My heart begins to scream

And my fingers turn  green

I can’t stand the room

Snack time

Sometimes I snack on

The sins that you seem

To whisper to me

Oh so gently

On Mondays

Finger to the brain

Hate to the head

Fill my soul

With broken glass

            Shattered

            Glass slivers

            Can’t feel my fingers

     Numb

The dried flowers cover

My heart,

                                    Melting

Into time

                        That we shared

That we once loved  

                        Before a time

before the summer took you from me

I can’t hold my breath much longer

For the pain in my neck, 

has brought tears

To my toes and my

              Mother is S I C K

   Of this shit, I told her was love

  She asked me to call her when it was all said and

Done

                                    She can’t stand to see

Her daughter eat the dirt

  

    Too many times

Enough times to turn into

The EARTH

 …

Can’t find the stars on the moon

And that seems to be my problem

Evaporate

This love

Fallen

To the ground

Broken

Into

Pieces

That

Cannot

Be glued back

Together

A place where

We used to sleep

Now a

Place where

My nightmares

Dance and sing

I can’t take

The pain

Of this

Feeling

….

Numb, a kind of cold