THEY DID STOLED

(MY) power comes from kisses on the cheek—

from the one that (I) felt as a young boy, in the top bunk,

to the many (II) receive lying in weakness, so gently on the floor

this power (III) feel, is not made to dominate

or to control all who (IIII) wish would see as (IIIII) do;

rather, it is used to empower. to be borrowed and stoled to all

seen, passing (ME) on the slushy city streets,

(THEY) can have (MY) power!

For one day, (THEY) will give it back!,

with a firm handshake, (MY) eyes searching theirs, muttering (MY) very own name,

(THEY) will give to (ME) the strength (IIIIII) feel in knowing who (IIIIIII) am,

and all that (IIIIIIII) can be.