Run home, sweet darlin’.
If home exists, like blood
in Jesus fists.

Like a cat
and a critter,
scrapping it together.

Like a fat man,
with his face full
of leather.

Come home
like a scared child
running the bases.

See the scars
on our
ugly faces

Come home
to your family
truly,

Come home Jackie.
Come Home Mackie.
Come home Julie.

Come home anxiety.
Come home even
the unruly.

Let the world in
and stumble drunk
to you.

Make them
pet your dog,
feed your child.

Oh Jesus,
mother
and Mary Mild.

Come home.
Come home.
Come.

 

Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly. His third book, Train of Thought 2: Almost Home is available now at the Oddball Book Store.