Lullaby

Rock-a-bye, baby
On the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock

I have been balancing
on a tree branch
this moment
knows all the anxiety that will
follow me down,
when I swear I’ve finally become grounded.

When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall

Grounded.
Grounded.
What is grounded if not having finally found
the bottom of the rabbit hole?
Found the pit, following all those running thoughts.
It is dark in here
no matter your focus
you can’t imagine the light bulb on.
You can only take the paths that you walk upon.
Sometimes it’s too late to change direction.
This is down.

And down will come baby
Cradle and all

Call everything you do protection,
wrap yourself in illusionary shelter
we’ll call it by it’s name
its only a name
let’s not get offended
by numb
sometimes it’s useful
when it’s growing dark you try not to feel
the light leave the room.
But remember.

Rock-a-bye, baby
On the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock

Rock.
It’s the hardest thing you once were.
You still see yourself in them
blood stone
maroon
dark
shatter and the pieces are only parts
of the same pie.
You know
where the apples fall?
Close to the tree.
Strange,
how you started on top of it,
made your way down to the roots
dare to become water
grow them new
but damn it, they won’t.
And you’re meant to sprout flower.
But maybe your seeds can’t break the street.

Break.
Just a break.

When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall

But things will not grow silent
there is an echo within these walls
they’ve only been growing closer lately
you have found breaks in the paint
a spot to stare at for balance
but it’s so momentary
this balance,
when still,

down will come baby
Cradle and all

It seems
momentary balance is the best we can hope for
hold trees as long as bodies can take it
we are still making our way back
to the soil.

Down
down
cradle and all

 
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