little buddha

Bodhi slides himself
between his mother and myself
about two hours before my alarm sounds

The alarm emergency C-sections me awake
about an hour before the sun arises

The seven year old makes me feel like
a mountain of comfort
for those few hours between

lying inside his mothers arms, his
climbing my back
surveying the strength
of a man who cleans his piss
and stays

My father stayed
the biggest man I ever met