UNREPLIED
I have some time this Saturday
I think we are compatible
I'd like to discover if I'm right.
I've typed a message to you
Asking if you're free at that time
Sadly you have not responded
To the missive I composed you.
Did you have some other plans that evening?
Is my presumed compatibility misjudged?
Are you just not interested in this discovery?
I have yet to receive a reply
Letting me know if you are free
Most likely because I never faced my rejection fear.
So the note I wrote is still here with me unsent.
(04/2018)
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YOUR HEALING
I fought for your healingEven when it cost
You walking out my door.
If life has purpose at all
then that purpose is to love.
No, not the safe
sanitized love for
a transcendent being.
Love,
the messy
vulnerable kind
for our concrete
carnal surroundings.
Love is embodied,
anything else
is just philosophy.
Dash Dash Dash
Dot Dot Dot
Hard Stop
I need a hole so deep
Where light, sound, even thoughts
Can not pierce inside.
A hard stop.
I need a blanket so heavy
Fear, worry, loss, regret
Are crushed out of me.
A hard stop.
I need a clock so broken
The past, present, & future
Fail to tick.
A hard stop.
I need a whole rest
Nothing, total and complete.
Just one beat will do.
A hard stop.
Dot Dot Dot
Dash Dash Dash
Dot Dot Dot
Hard Stop
I understand the cutter.
Loving you is
My self-harm.
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