I was on the bus the other day - two day...s ago
a boy and his mother - she must have been west indian - talking
She kept saying "my point is" and gently critiquing his teachers
he talked confidently about his grades and homework and
spoke as she, much gusto, much sensitivity, much clarity
"I had loads and loads and loads of..." "You were bent on..."
He was probably thirteen.
They laughed and were gentle. "My point is..."
I loved them for a whole fifteen minutes.

The Truth

Today I want to be an angel - to enter an idea and better it
to investigate at the speed of light
I'm honest
I'll tell
a little injection of silver bliss mercury
and little slap of life
a little push to running
a little offsetting starvation
a little push
a little tug
a little grief
a little drug
a little smile
a little rest
a little angel
To kiss whom I want to kiss
in all the best ways
sing all the best praise
and get it right
no,
I'll be heavier human,
no,
I'll be a lighter human, heavier angel
anchor to earth
when I want to float away
i'll turn my face up and say
A little heavier, God
A little heavier