Mark My Words

We will draw on this
summer’s canvas with
permanent marker.

Make everyone swallow
their doubt like fear.
Like a boy swallow’s the
vegetables his mother
cooks if he ever wants
to go outside again.

Just wait.

Have your popcorn handy;
your notepad ready.
We will make history
like soul mates make love –
slow and forever.

Slow and forever.

Sleep will be scarce,
but dreams be lived.

Dreams will be lived…

P.S. I wrote this why
watching Gangster Squad.
It taught me that every
man wears a badge.
I wonder if your heart
counts as one.