Bronze Ring

Anyone could hold you

I could never hope to know you

Soldier of the household

Bloated over all the holding onto

Waited at the bay in

The heart of the hurricane

I said sunlight it will drench you

Pouring through the vapor on the interstate

Everybody knows you

Know that I would never try to own you

Nobody had told you

The days here are like hurricanes

So they’re holding onto

The red along the edges of the cedar

Smoke across the ocean

Tremors at the seaport on the other side

Gold enough to blind you

Folded into the explosion

Gleaming like the bronze ring

On the surface of the water