We Wait

We Wait


little man, 

you’ve been shivering
you’ve been wandering the streets of other people’s homes 
you’ve been drinking deep breaths of chiseled dull coal 

all the while we’ve awaited your return 

his origin must have been battered 
he is not his choices 
but his beginning 

—— 

he was reading under the viaduct, in his living room 
i waved 
then cried for you 
longing for a you i’ve never known 

i am awaiting your purification 

if not for mother, for you. 

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