Monday, May 28, 2012

Tommy's Poem

tommy the tech leaves for work in a hurry
looking prep school gothic and not too happy
a zookeeper making his way to the zoo
to stop wild animals from flinging their poo
he comes back to the house and does laundry in a flurry
then it’s time to isolate and whip up some stir fry
or curry, something incredibly spicy

and some days he goes to a bungalow of dreams
then inevitably back to the rehab again
he lives halfway between solace and sin
i wonder what mysteries lay hidden in the seams

i remember one morning in negative nine
when he trained his guitar strings to wistfully laugh
he sang me a story as he nurtured their spines
and the string on my heart almost broke in half

and tommy’s recovery is as tight as his pants
and free as his wisdom, and true as his doubt
he rarely pontificates when taking a stance
and tommy’s heart breaks when a brother goes out

but that doesn’t make him some crucified martyr
the tough kind of love is usually smarter
and tommy is brilliant when it comes to surrender
and one of this brotherhood's most valiant defenders