I fall down
and I bleed alone
day, two, three -
more times than I care to admit -
fortunately self-awareness has brought me a bit
of perspective when I come to
with a grain of accountability, too
and maybe even a speck of gratitude to you
I need you to know
while I dance around these axes
like Paul Bunyan in his finest denim tutu
that within these wooden grooves
is an airy dusting
of resolve and fortitude
that doesn't appear to be wiping off right soon
the idea of leaving this family, this paycheck, this community
remains alien, broke, and foreign
in that order
because of those of you
stayed
even after I shuttled some away
so i get up