You caught me on the edge of a dream

With the razor blade sharpness of paper

And the snapping shut of a book.

I don’t know how to apologize

For playing the upright piano of your heart,

Pouring sand in all your shoes,

Or hiding your favorite shirt out in the rain,

But I’d like to make an offer,

Gift wrapped in blue and green,

Of every good dream I’ve ever had.

So even when I’m pushed off a cliff,

Sinking below the surface of the South China Sea,

Or cracking tears out of the side of a crystal cage,

I’ll know that you are out

On a sailboat with my family,

Floating through cumulous clouds

And chomping on thunderbolts

With a smile on your face.