Miguel Abburido

She cried as I lied between the ivory

I screamed

the sand hurts abrasive on my hands

I dared to fall asleep to the waves crashing on impotence

but can you climb to your feet and be proud of what you have

of what you've made

what's on your shelf

what's in your card catalog today

I dreamed that the sod was laid

but I was blind to what the stone said

do you see it in your eyes

could you read it for me

tell me in song and I'll snap my fingers as we stroll

can you feel the heat on your souls

or are the arches of time too painful to walk on

but push on brother

we are not weak

we will stand in tall shapes and sizes