3960 grams

(for my son)


I take your weight and rest it
                      on my old white cage

chest to chest

                      beats apart

beats together

                      yours is faster

just as strong

your lungs take the air quick
                         reaping its fruit
returning its seed

faster bellows

                       just as strong

feeding your drum

                      feeding your thoughts

growing inside

                      growing outside

growing faster

                  stronger

I watch you sleep and dream
                    of colours, sounds,
of no way down -

so we'll climb in your dreams;
                     from your waking screams;
from all the worlds of gravity
                     and the found worlds in between