and then the f minor
and i wait
for something to go
terribly inconsistent or damaging
or more along the lines of what i've been
like key throwing
and screaming and name calling
but all that comes is
and faith and love
and this new idea of who god is
and how much He really loves me and you
and the world because He created it.
i mean, really, His heart beats for them
in the most natural healthy way...
so as i sit and wait for bumps
or hiccups --
for the dust to settle into piles that require lots of cleaning
mixed with therapy and a heavy investment in Swiffer,
that things don't always take the pattern
of bad to bad to worse.
not at all.
and that kitchen with the yellow walls.
well, i can picture it full of lots of life and love
for a long time.