Love Them

he stands next to a boy I love
silent to all those whose ear he is not yelling in
I see him only sometimes
danny's man follows him through the winter
and so we live in the unspoken fear
that sadness
is not symptomatic
that it is in fact
the man

she swims the rib cage wave
lung ocean she is not scared
swearing to god
life will be better
if I move everything in the living room
four inches to the left

happiness like the heart
is so dissimilar from the way
it is drawn
I tell danny it is almost romantic
like salt and water on skin

and she always gets there
to the planet just a little to the
left of us
beating us alive she says I am numb
she rests on its soft beach

and he drowns the man at times
and there is a disposable silence
the unnoticed kind-
ness of peace
of mind and

no storm to push her from
one shore to artery
to the next shore

no leaf to snow to fall to freeze the boy
and girl and I
love them

(note: jonjon? garret? mya?)