Your Tree

• Your Tree

Your Tree

If I could climb into your tree,
Meet the monsters, apply the threads
To the implements of sleep
That you dangle, methodically tangle
From every twisted rung.

If I could take this scenery
And get it spinning - here, it's easy -
You just grab right here and pull,
Still as a dancer on a
Pirouetting stage.

Careful, careful, how to hold you
I would not die old just for you
Softly, softly, you're not sleeping
I would carry you into dreaming

If I am a matchbox cute and trivial teaser
Found on the slide faded by years
You're the cockroach at ground-zero,
Nonchalant, pointing fingers
As the world ups and burns.

What part of drowning compels
Your ear to the shell?
I've watched you scramble for an edge,
It's a vision I have held


Careful, careful, how to hold you
I would not die old just for you
Closely, closely,
Like a disciple to a prayer
Like an old man to the
Railing of the stairs
Like a winter to the bear.

© Brendan Bonsack
December 2010

1. Little
2. Everything They Said
3. Unattended Luggage
4. Your Tree
5. Fear of Balloons
6. Love Love Love Love Love
7. Here it Is
8. A Time Traveler's Lament
9. Evolution
10. Beach

You Are Here
Released December 2010