it’s a thank you on
thanksgiving
it’s a time to mash, to roast,
to hug warmth
feasts laden with cobalt,
sterling & boats of gravy
shine, shine, shine that
silver
i am so grateful
and it’s one of those things
that never fills me up,
I crave more
I want to thank the world
the threads in my clothing
the pores in my skin
the static in the dryer because
I am so lucky to have a dryer, things like that
I want to hear what you are
grateful for
and then I can say thank you
for all of that too
I can fit everything into
this huge belly
devouring this amazing life
it’s so important to drop
down
to feel it all
to let that shutting down
thing go
why be here?
why live life if you can’t
feel anything or you only get to feel what you want? as though you are able to
get down and deep into the molasses and pick and choose what feels good i wish or maybe I don’t but I
was not given that choice this time around
I want unconditional
I want to feel it
I want to tear all of our
clothes off and box this shit out
I want to peel it, shred it
and then smear icing all over it
balance could work too
and then I want to drop down even
deeper
like the big dipper, shine those lights, be who you are
like the big dipper, shine those lights, be who you are
most people will not
understand and that’s ok
some people will hate you and
that’s ok
i am so lucky that I have a
body that loves me
i am so lucky
i am sad too
i am hurting with my heart so
grateful, it’s potent with
rawness and fluffy like a yam
soufflé
i am a feast
i am thanksgiving
all I want to do is thank you
and then I want to understand
everything
wooden spoons, ivory iron
clad casserole dishes,
amber glasses with iced tea
orange pekoe or English
breakfast
she loved oolong and jasmine
but hot, at a chinese
restaurant on a sunday
I want to know where I stand
where to hold your hand
so that I don’t hurt you
why are we friends
if all I do is hurt you
if you can’t tell me
then you don’t know me
I am growing everyday
I am thanksgiving
I am a survivor
how can you teach the class
if you have not survived
the way I have?
how can you be thanksgiving
if I am thanksgiving?
what is this cul-d-sac sack
in the middle of the highway?
I need to get around this
I need to drive past
something that makes sense
I am lost and the maps burnt
off the side of the boat
when I was praying for things
like freedom and intuition and poetry sundried with copper river salmon
and it’s foggy in here
and I need some sunglasses
oh maybe this cat mask will
do
it will lighten every one up and
I am grateful for being good
at that too