Things you'll Need

Places you'll go, people you'll be
we're all here, in your arms, under
you legs, in the faces you make as
you walk past the Bay's lonely sales windows.

We hide among your wrinkled belly marks your
tired legs and toes
Sleep in is 8am you say
winking at the pine trees and finches.

things that you need? You need peace and
cheerios, cold comfort in the morning
you need slippers and kleenex and
a heart that cannot be broken so
simply

We could tell you to look to
your own hands, the lines the minutes you
will soon lose out on and wonder where they got to
we could tell you to gaze into tomorrow in wonder
or we could tell you that

no one could ever tell you, no one
could whisper or scream or tattoo
the agony the triumph or fear ,
the absolute devoted stare you will
soon come to possess.