If we could just pause,

take a moment

and change these cruel rules.

Stop the overworked laws

& instead

hold the time

in dusk & dawn

that fragile breath when

dreams are born.

But…

not now,

There is too much anger

too much pain

& the rising tide will

drown us all.

You are so full of hate

and I can’t make you see

It’s not the anger,

but the threads

of spider webs

that weave the stars.