Tomorrows the 4th of July

I've been daydreaming today
Some visions of the future flashed
with white and couches and wet lips between tongues,
the past played, too,
sweet potato casserole, gold mines, and flowers on the table.
now,
flowers come in envelopes to a girl aching for her best friend
biting her tongue and secret-ink-computer-byte-confessions
bubbling out of a new realization heart and,
oh, that heart it longs and loves to the air
or to miles of open field,
or to paper and 6 line addresses,
just right.

Night dreams would be nice
with legs touching, hair tangled breath
on head on chest on us so alone
together,
and lips only three inches apart not three time zones--
You will come home and I will not
let go, I won't.
Hold me, please!
But when I have to, there will be pride,
You're the family of the 4th of July!

Everybody watches sparks in the sky
"celebrating" the men and women
that sleep outside and eat fake food
to get enough calories to carry their everything
they have on their backs,
just so one Lovely day they can be dropped on a place
they don't want to be,
where they are not wanted,
without their loved ones,
for men sitting in suits in their fancy offices fucking not-their-wives,

Happy Independence Day USA!

Now, give him back
so I can tell him, "Oh, god, I
love you so much,"
and there can be flowers on the table
and words in mouths
and hands in hands.
I'm living in a land of daydreams
and all I want is to make more days!

Instead of that heavy green responsibility on your back,
carry me in your arms.

(written July 3, 2010)