THE DECEMBER YOU KNOW

Love is the December you know, choosing to be sideways in a vertical bin
With too many uneasy stars chafing oblivion. and her name like a whole world
Doing a bliss krieg in your alleyway  because Love does.
You have rehearsed your loneliness, and there, you wrinkle the drift of you
Beholden to a sea of unavailable respites.... sundered to a fault 
in a perfect ache. chiming the blithering horde-
Of your Always

All day.

But the Sun is unkempt joy, jostling heroic Brigadoons 
as you blink between grief and enertia. 
as you dance anointed by endless
affection… storming the gates of your arid balloons
clutching the ribcage of sunshine with all winds, wrapped in thunder
and the Bells of Was begin- because now you Love
For Real
And All Yes is Today, for a Time.