ORION

ORION

Orion and I was tryin to love you but it was hard. We cannot always be sure of ourselves in every way, and when I broke out (in anger) the words hurling and curling their way lugubrious in the chill of autumn air,  and you there; I seemed unable to stop myself so righteous and defiant for a five minute drive home from dinner.  God it was the worst of me. Of course I took to rest by the sounds of postseason baseball curious to the darker mood. I wanted the electricity back. But we all sometimes short circuit. I woke with an apology on my lips and typed it into a text. You were calling, calling me, but in these early hours of the morning on my free days the only one i talk to is in my slippers out on the back porch with the long hooded sweater woven black and white around me staring up to the heavens missing the moon, I mean Orion.

suns #1,2,3

my three
suns
gravitational
pull

lets me love them
love them
full

they move me
from what any
measure

i cry
ice fields
encircle
belly

i want the best
empathic
jelly

image

light the way
my midnight blue
baby boy sun #1

centrifugal devils
chasing sun #2
leave him be!
i beseech you

the third is galaxies
away

come home
my sweets
each night
i pray