If I Made You A Home

if i made you a home in the snow underneath the evergreen trees that swoop and swallow your backyard, would you live in it?
if i invited all your favorite woodland farytales to play with us in pinecones under the gray sky that you can’t hide from, would you serve them wine?
you made this
if i could split failure open and let it spill all over the marble
if i could shrink to fit inside your mouth and find the words you couldn’t say
now you’re living for it
when the better days were a little less imagined we could have made a zoo in the metling spring snow
hatch giant lace eggs with zebras cheetahs lions turtles finches elephants octopi
and brush their vibrant manes out with golden threads
but, what room will you pollute today cause if you don’t dream there’s more space in your brain
and screaming matches you imagine
and your imagination is a beautiful thing ‘cause it keeps you sane
so where is it today i can see the path you left behind as you snailed around your empty house
where everyone else is out having a good time and spring is POURING in your windows and avoiding your face
cause the weight there is so heavy i can see it pull you down down down
down DOWN




down
as your eyes go out of focus and you’re staying still as hell
so that they don’t see you cause you never want to be found
you never want to be found if youre gonna die this way