Screaming Falcon by Sun Theater
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the willow draped down like a shroud
the sparrow and gnat, falcon and cloud
each tier of the skies its sentinel
and it comforts some part of me
to know even when I die
still falcons scream miles high
please fly me to the pass
put out my belongings with the trash on the sidewalk
and go on
to the great green, the common world
the garden and the grove
set out those flowers on a grave
and go on
each history comes
to its final act
they’re under those stones
where grass never grows
mom called just to say
Joanne passed away
if i don’t pick up the phone again
can I freeze time and keep what’s lost
is it friendship that’s causing us
to suffer and to cry
put all that trouble in a box stashed away
and be gone
if bliss is our ignorance
should I build another fence
and lock out that trouble, throw a chair on the sidewalk
put the playset over gallows
I think I’d rather not know
just bury and forget that
only forward, never back
but I wouldn’t be without them, no
I couldn’t be without them, no x2
I wouldn’t be without them