a tree

Jupiter Optimus Maximus
       within you dwells
we leaped across safe shade
     islands
in sunlight lava
    playing summer games
       you were home base
  the secret hideout
    until we discovered
       swimming pools
  the awkward courtship
       of skating rinks
 and Van Halen
    even so, beneath your
          arms, i
read books looking upward
     through your wondrous roof
now my own acorns have
  been growing
 as i lift them up
      for you to hold.

Pieta

Mother hold me between
light and darkness
 against your thundering
    heart,
my ear above the deep well
 of your breast,
Will you sigh with
  me and will you cry
     for me
spread the sky for me
      to cover me
over.
    Take away the sins
         of the world,
Erase the cancer of
     experience.
Roll the hard stones and
      broken glass
 of it all in tumbling
       swells, until
 it becomes sand again
       I will disappear (thank you)
will be unraveled by your tears (blessing)
    my ashes
under the stars
   dissolved by your love.