So Are We

It may take ten thousand
good deeds to heal
these wounds. Deep
breaths, deeper
compassion,
deepest heart-
felt humility.
So I will hold
my breath

and love you then
finally exhale
shits and rainbows,
all our fancy little hopes
that keep us craving
donuts all day long

and at night
nude and restless
in separate beds
mutilated
torn apart blood
and bone like someone
pulled the wings
off of us,
felled angels.