I Am Here

I’m happy to be here

Bar friends and family, there is not much that can better this place

I wish I could stay here longer

Although I fear

That if I stay here too long

I may be blinded to its grace

I was here on a glacier in Patagonia,

I was here when I was laying with her,

On the living room sofa

I was here when my Dad told me Jeanette was gone,

When that saying that a house is a home stopped feeling so wrong

It was from this place that I told Jared’s story

Telling people on the outside that the inside is, and needs hope

That there isn’t much separating them from you from me from them

from the pope.

No matter where you are from

You are welcome here

As long as you can find your way

No, this place is not about glory

It’s about the soreness in your bones

The kind that comes only when you know you have a story.

This place is about process

That feeling you get, when you're finally over your ex

For the third fucking time

I was here last night, with the paddle in my hand

At hour 24

When my eyes weren’t right

And my back was burning

Aaron's head wasn't right

And we hit the beach

And hit the bed

And dreamt only that night of more more more

It’s here a dry sleeping bag is a luxury

Where someone sharing their food means so much to me

It’s here Mandela must have been at the end of Apartheid

Where Gambino was

When he got a soul song on the top five

It’s the place I go

when I raise my head

And look at all of you.