Massive

Stop this

You don’t know who you’re hurting

Or how much it affects them so

You don’t know

What is at stake

the laughter rumbling across the global stage

I will dance around the moon

If you laugh at me

I will poke at my ribs

and If you laugh at me too

I will sway alone

If you laugh harder

I will cower

None of us are sober

Anymore

I am breathing

But you are hardly looking at anything

But my last highlight

Some of us are stuck in the craze; socialite

Some of us are stuck in the gloom, yearning to always be a constant worry in the corner of your

eye.

These days are dark comedies

I wonder if there will come a time where these things that weigh on my heart

Will start to weigh on the world

Living Room

Dark moments with so much laughter

Bitter smiles but true glory

We try to move the boulder from our home

Inching it towards the door

You have never been very strong

And I am getting weaker with age

But we still push the boulder

It squeaks across the floor

It is time to shed some light on what is underneath

We don’t have an elephant

In the living room

But we do have a boulder

And we’ll nudge it ever harder

Until it’s finally outside

Dark moments with so much tension

But still we feast on the spicy dishes

Come home to the wine and just dream

About a future that we’re fighting for

I don’t care if you and I are white

Brought up in a world that treats us true and right

Still moments are difficult and we need empathy sometimes

Even as our life succeeds through the big pictures

Small moments require a leaning side

Listen while I cease to smile

This moment in this living room

Where we’ve lived and sung

Where we’ve danced and cried

Where your friends have painted

Where we’ve brought in light

Where we’ve hit the floor

Where blood has dropped

When the door was left open

And we slept through it

Where the dogs play

Where they howl when we’re home

We can move this boulder

And continue on

Are we moving on?

Are we dropping out?

Is this moment over?

Are we quitting now?

You know you’re my sister

And I understand

But this giant boulder

Will emerge again

Is it time for abandon

Until it shows up

In another

situation

Should we just give up?

And start again

Japan

Mother

Listen to your mother. She may not

Calm you. Some days, she may cause you to question

Your every move

But she loves you like the tender takes the oil

Listen to your mother and, whether it be to face

A loved one who craves provocation

Licking at your worries like wick to a fire

Remember that saying no in the past

Meant autonomy and truth, not exile and shame

You learned this from her

And you can practice again

Listen to your mother. Even those things she never says

But comes to mean.

In her crazed moments when those words crawl from her mouth

Spiders only with the intent to bite

Read between and sift through her pride,

her joys

What was too difficult to ever say?

The bane does not begin and end with you

She was young once

She recognizes the benefit of judgment

And hopes one day you will too.