Fragment
I picked through the mess and found a box
of creased and faded photographs. Anonymous faces
A moment caught. Hard earned cash handed over
for a paper memory and yet we’ve all come
to rest in mercantile purgatory
Brick by Brick
We have built our house together, you and I
in hard earned 2x4s of time. We burned
well measured blueprints. Made other stairs to climb
Filled our rooms with mouths to feed. Painted walls
in bold colors to cover cracks and stains. Our memories
collected. Hang picture framed of brighter days
Above, a roof to patch to hide. For warmth above a bed we made
and unmade too in fights and tears. Talk and love. The toss and turn
of children’s midnight fears. We have hammered nails that bind
to hold us safe. Cantilevered. An artful arts and crafts design
Learned the will of a living earth. Contract expand. A crack
a crumble. Clean up the mess. Begin again
When we have left with chandeliers and lights dimmed
to match the dark who else could take the shell we built
create the hidden home that we have