Why have you come calling?               

Why now uncage

Your desire for me?

Why have you let me languish for years…

Only to arrive on my step in the rain.

I see the wild in you as in me,

I know that wound

I have carried desire’s struggle too

And I can see your foolhardy courage…

Whereas I would prefer a sacrificial leap

Not because I yearn for your death or peril

But for your truth and your gasping breath of life.

For the wildness in me could honor that…

That life in you would breathe trust into the life in me.

Now, instead you mistake my words of pity for hope.