Stan Wallden

Celebrations

If you begin to run with men, don’t forget spider webs.

Don’t forget memory. Carry a golden anklet tight

around your wrist. When you battle atop skyscrapers,

remember your promises. Remember your caretaker.

Cross your eyes and the road appears paved with

crocodiles. Use my skull as a stepping stone and keep

the solitude close to your chest. Keep the curtain drawn

when you leave your head. Breathe without my lungs

so you can watch burdens dissappear. When you plunder

my charity, celebrate regifting.  Celebrate my grave; for once,

I will not change.

Stan Wallden wishes he were a dog. He writes poetry and works with at risk youth in the Pacific Northwest. You can find further work and dog lamentations @SlipperyBassett.