I wrote this for you
because you accept the unacceptable
whose tales are beautiful as any
I wrote this because
there are rules and towers
that need to be broken
I wrote this
for bricks kilned in fury and crumbling
in the weather of compassion
I wrote this
I am one of the unacceptable
I am getting old but feeling young
I don’t believe in fairy tales or angels
yet I believe my best friend who died young
was an angel
I wrote this because
I love standing on the scales of paradox
and dreams are no respecters
of the grave
I wrote this for you
because I want to be that bluebird
that keeps landing on your porch railing
in the early morning sunshine
I wrote this because
I’m glad I’m me
and you are you
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