Said Prayers For Safety Poem by gregory collins

Fathers, sons, and boyfriends. All our mothers tears.
I shorten the distance between us by getting bitten

by butterflies. Remember the Scarlett Scourge. You
should always kiss tomorrow until it is on fire.

The great western sky wants to be hurt by love.
The hours chime for beauty and it looks like freedom,

and now and forever i will be re-discovering your soul.
Grandpa said, Two hours of bayonet practice and God

isn't worth a dime. He said there must be a crack in my eye,
if light can still get in and pretend to understand all.