I'll Keep You

because anger is exhausting
but apathy too slow
and numbness leads to sadness
leads to wanting
leads to no,
I like joy best.

and here.
and here is where the walls
break
down.

put your boots on, little sister,
you've come through worse than this.
There've been larger storms,
harder forms
more rocks among the breaks.

pick your pen up, little sister,
hold on to it tight.
we're going farther,
deeper down,
away against the light.

for caves, my darling little lover,
hold more than they can share
and here.
and here is where you can stay
huddled wretched slick with tears
y a comer furia
is to soothe your angry eyes.

pick up your papers, little lover,
and scream as loud as you can
for my heart
is big enough to shield the world
from the pieces of your breaking heart.

and here
and here
and here we leave our walls
behind
and march into the sun,
hand in hand over land
over sea,

porque no hay una mesa para joy,
only one for sorrow
and we do not sup
amongst unbroken dreams
for nothing.

This is the world:
you will dazzle them
as I perform sleight of hand,
hide our hearts
and let us begin again.