rocky raccoon

the surprise of you 

a bond quite unexpected 

at first just pity 

when you first stepped onto hot pavement 

hobbling through that first lane of traffic 

cars stopping abruptly to let you pass 

at first just pity 

compassion for your lame leg 

your striped tail hanging low 

dragging behind you with each wobbly step 

at first just pity 

as you reached the gravel side 

hopping as best you could 

into high desert grasses 

and turned your head 

at first just pity 

until dark pools of black 

behind that characteristic mask 

looked deep into my down turned eyes 

then it was not just pity 

I, too, have been hurt and alone 

not sure where I will go 

no one to care for me 

lick my fur 

stable my injured soul 

wash my food in the river 

I, too, was left far away from water 

begging for eyes to help 

only to limp into the weeds 

alone once again 

I was you little raccoon and 

you are me 

we are strong 

we are fighters

we will survive

stand again

when the end comes 

of an era you had built 

brick by brick 

hand picked each piece 

placed them carefully 

one by one 

and it is your own hands 

that tear down that creation 

it can crush on top of you 

you decided 

you don’t waiver 

you don’t regret 

but you don’t expect 

the pain it brings 

in the fall 

wrapping around you 

pulling 

and dragging you behind 

you will stand again

editions of her

going back through

the albums

the volumes

past editions of her

she would change

every 5 years or so

try out a new identity

a badass

a lover

a hippie

a fighter

that’s what happens

when you really want to know

you

 

she courted

all the parts of her

one by one

over the years

until one night –

a group date –

after a good meal

fine bottle of wine

and great sex

she realized they were all her

the sum of her

all these parts

fit together

and she could

finally be

whole