Calling

She didn't tell me
when we
ate lunch
together.

She didn't tell me
when Will & I
left to watch
Wolfman.

She didn't even tell me
the next day
as she drug me out of bed
to pull out the empty
ink cartridge.

Not once did she let on
that you would be
calling.

Was it because Trisha said
you only had one sister
or I was dead to you
like Albert
and mom
and anyone
not afraid
to say
you aren't perfect
you aren't right
you aren't God?

Maybe yes.

Maybe no.

Maybe so.

Because she loves me
despite your misgivings
because she loves me
despite my failures
because she loves me
even when she knew
you'd be calling her to ask
her not too.

Hear Me

They don't listen anymore
because the world is shiny
and he's wearing red shoes.

You stand on the counter.
Hands stretched out.
Shirt open.
Heart beating
the noon day air.
Waiting for the sound
the thump thump
to finally reach them.

But they don't listen anymore
because the world is blinking
and she's wearing blue shoes.