touching the mirror like trying to pour honey all
down my shorn hair, my shoulder freckles
like trying to tell myself
you can breathe you can breathe you can breathe
but here it is cold and it is thin and I am knees-buckled and panting
here the sky is dish rag yellow, the trees too quiet
a cruel breeze bites my ankles and I am trying
to tell myself
you are safe you are safe you are safe
trying to drown myself in all the love I can find in my fingers
while my knuckles split
no one warned me I would only ever be half-sane
and now I can't get past this cracking vision, still surprised
every time my face falls sickly slow toward the bog at my feet
never fully standing straight, never standing for long
and all I can do is try to muster every inch of gold
spun in my teeth and in my veins, try
to whip it into something drinkable
and to coax it down my throat and over my face
and to tell myself
you will survive you will survive you will survive
even on my deadest days
Saturday, November 28, 2015
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
184.
sit in the scorch with me
the sunburned window by my bed, and kiss me
like a spray of freckles
I may sweetly sweep your lips like lilac dusk today, but
what if I fall on you tomorrow like noon with no shadows
what if I hurt your eyes
what if I hurt your eyes
promise me
that you will swim nose-deep into a green wave with me
when I am all sleepless storms and tangles
you say and you say and you say
that you are not going anywhere
but will you go with me
up between crags and cliff shards, bloody-footed
when you see tears in my eyes, because some days
I just need the sky in my mouth
will you go with me past the tree line
into the blind forest fog when I wake from a dream
and swear I heard my silence somewhere, finally,
and I need to find it
I know we cannot make each other fine, but
maybe we can make each other
maybe we can make each other
grow, like the moss of you, the brown and the velvet
that spreads down my arms, fills my skin
like the vines in my breath
the fecund heart in me that you keep inhaling
what I mean is
tell me you are here
tell me you are here
when I am soft enough to touch and when I am on fire
and I will help you find the love you were looking for
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