When I remind myself
that language lives and breathes
and that there is something holy
in the impetuosness of adolesence
that the dispossessed do possess…
then I make these little discoveries…
When I first heard
that it’s brick outside
I thought this was construction talk.
Perhaps your home needs to be semi-heated
perhaps your winter jacket needs to be insufficient
perhaps when nobody at home
watches the weather and then nags you to dress warmly
perhaps this is what it takes
to come to the reealization
that the cold
the greedy cold
the everywhere cold
it is solid and undeniable
it is brick.
And you say that you’re rolling deep.
When you are surrounded by your friends.
That’s so perfect.
Perhaps you need to lead a life
where in you’re often trudging shallow:
alone, vulnerable, insignificant
to come to understand
how important it is to roll deep
To roll deep with your posse
They have your back
A recognition that the best of friends
are brothers in arms.
Only those who live
in a dangerous world
could come to really get that.
from those it’s so easy to dismiss as unschooled.
It makes me humble.