Redeem the Fallacy of Innocence in a Child
Murmuring a lullaby in the half-light
of a world full of sunshine and angels
restrains a child from discerning
the crackle of fallen trees.
She’ll grapple to breathe
in the fragrance of foulness
floating in the breeze.
Teasing the fear in her
through phantom fables
will only make her too fribble
to take heed of the fuming eyes—
peering through a peephole
from outside of her window.
Eyes for Limbs
I will lend you my eyes
In return, give me your limbs
While I endure the soreness
Feel the soil of lands you’ve walked
Soak in the warmth of love you’ve known
You, my dear,
I want you to sit in the dark
Close my eyes, and just keep smiling
Smile through everything I’ve seen—
Do that, and I’ll give you my heart.
