Heaven, Someday

Garden gloves and citronella

Embrace the art of digging deep.

I see you so unsatisfied

Sowing what you hope to reap.

I don't want you to feel seen,

I want you to be known.

Take the grace you give away,

Give away for yourself when you're alone.

When you're running on fumes,

Absorbing bad news,

I’ll be here with the lights on.

It felt, it felt, it felt, impossible to break,

You don't know what you're in until you're out.

I didn't get it then but I get it now.

Happy is a concept that felt too decadent to try.

Placing every bet against you and you never questioned why.

Cruelty is a theater that plays all night long.

Can we learn to tune it out when they turn it on?

When you're running on fumes,

Absorbing bad news,

I’ll be here with the lights on.