- Caroline Naughton
A Third House Mess
We never stand eye to eye
Always a stair above
Kneeling while I lay
Darting where I stay
Either you’re falling
While I rise
Or you’re rising
As I fall
The beat
Is your call
Saluting the Sun
I’ll never know
How tall you could be
Next to me
I flew too close
Blinded by your light
Now I’m sober
And you’re still high
Come down
And greet me
Or at least
Let me rise
To meet you
With a sizzle
For my courage
To be lifted
And outgrown
Will break your heart
Today you were shaky
In a balancing act
You needed a spot
The wall, your best friend
You started to slant
Getting farther
From the simmer
Where I left you
Catching up to a boil
I let you lead
As the older sister
I knew you could be
I bought a third house
And invited you to stay
Turned up the thermostat
And led Saturn astray
Why, oh why
Does the Sun fall in Libra?