Danny Callahan

Green world, love the chloroform Front porch in the thunderstorm Controlled chaos, confused energy Stop reading the weather charts Stop counting the playing cards There's no system, there's no guarantees That the love you feel you carry inside can be pa*sed But you try, I know you do, you still talk to your plants Ask how are you getting on, alone? Some wander the wilderness Some drink cosmopolitans Some cold science, some glean astroplanes I can't tell where the camera stops Homesick as an astronaut Just keep drifting but still can't explain How the love we feel we carry inside can be pa*sed See a brother in the gutter you reach out your hand Ask how are you getting on, alone? What gage measures miracles? And whose heartbeat's electrical? We feign sickness with our modern joy But even western medicine It couldn't save Danny Callahan Bad bone marrow, a bald little boy But the love we feels he carries inside can be pa*sed He lay still, his mother kissed him goodbye said, comeback Where are you going to alone? Where are you going all alone?