I believe in old ladies
I believe in church hats,
I believe in young people
falling in love,
and in embarrassment.
I believe in front steps,
in morning, rereading
and in repeating.
I believe in missing,
I believe in being confused
I believe in the smile after
the subway takes you.
I believe in the skyline,
in trees, hard days, slow ways,
and in being soothed.
I believe in love long
after it has no more worth
and I believe in change,
in changing plans,
making myths
in color wheels,
in trists and myrth
in trying, in living
with my best
not being
near enough, in no such thing
as enough,
in enough
enough.
I believe in exhaustion
in seeing everything,
whether or not it wants to be seen
I believe in children
on the subway
with their feet dangling,
and in the world being big,
I believe in being small,
in being always,
I believe I am overwhelmed.
I believe in falling and catching,
in recognizing need.
I believe in the moment
someone’s eyes want
being close.
I believe in wanting
to share a point of view
I believe in loneliness
and misguided isolation too.
I believe in
trusting, in showing
in sight sharing
in seeing and never seeing
the same,
in again.
I believe in changing
I believe in taking
things with you
I believe in treasure
I believe in loss
in making emptiness and
light filling, fulfilling
scarring and escape.
I believe in no escaping,
I believe in dreaming,
I don’t believe in sleep.
I believe in control
I believe in self,
I believe in knowing not for what
in misspelling
in mistakes.
I believe in stops, monuments
markers and sometimes even kerns.
I believe in swaying and winding
breadcrumbs away, away to
no way back.
I believe in pebbles
and remembering
in breaking fixtures
in fixing
in light bulbs
and in facts.
I believe
in crawling
beneath
jackets and sheets,
in Sundays and Mondays
and feeling too
lucky,
in loud, quiet, comfort
in muscles, ankles
and whatever is exposed.
I believe in
spinning sadness.
I believe in
what is and what is not.
I believe it is all about a red ribbon
someone did or did not tie in your hair,
what words someone did or did not say,
what words were or were not written there.
I believe in
symbols and sins
and unending
word searches.
I believe in searching,
not needing.
I believe in more
so much more than this.