Always
Sacrificing
Bruised, scratched, bitten and burned
Yet you never stop serving me
Body
Nearly December
Moist air settles in the dark
Lingers through morning
I want to write a poem
About how you seem so small
How I think I could pick you up
And carry you across the house
Much faster than you could walk
Leaning into me
With a limp I never noticed before
–
I want to write a poem
About how I wanted to interview you
Before I missed my chance
Before you had passed
But as you asked
Who was here
Over and over again
I realized
It was already too late for that
–
I want to write a poem
About how you seem like you’re in a box
Cut off from the rest of us
In a separate existence
Trying to hold on to the world
We’re sharing without you
–
I wanted to write a poem about you
But nothing rhymes with the way I feel
I try to hold on
to the rays of sunlight
Coming at me sideways.
Gripping
With grubby fingers
At its purity.
My slow
Peaceful
Delicate
Morning
I choke to death
in my haste
To make it last
Just a minute longer
Just a second longer
Just a moment longer.
I scare away
It’s blissfull lightness
With my urgent
Pleading
Misplaced
Intensity.
You think you’re the all alone, kid
You think you’re the only one
Well don’t kid yourself, kid
We’ve all thought we were done
–
So don’t try to tell me, bud
That I don’t know what it’s like
I’ve felt the icy dullness of existing too, bud
And I’m beginning to think that’s just life
–
I know you’ve made mistakes, pal
And because of me other people know too
Maybe I haven’t been such a good pal to you, pal
But what I said was true
–
I can see you’re trying to fix it, Xxxx
And honestly, I commend you
But I’m not going to forgive and forget, Xxxx
Because no one gets to start over new
Take time to slow down
Five minutes to meditate
Then begin again
When did isolation become a bad word?
Why does alone have to mean lonely?
Who decided it was sad to be by yourself
What’s so wrong about being your one and only?
–
I want to know myself purely
I want to embrace myself wholly
I want to turn myself inside out
And view myself solely
–
I don’t want to see myself only by my reflections in others
I must look inside myself to know what it’s like to truly be me