You want to make the world scream and hollow
because you fear you are nothing,
you are an unextraordinary,
unaborted caged regret.
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Buoy, or Highly Sensitive Person Serenade #1
There are some words that feel smooth coming up my throat and delicious on my tongue, but buoy is not one of them. It looks like it makes no sense and sounds like it should be said some other way, but it’s the meaning that’s most pleasant and runs so deep inside me like a thick raw honey that coats and soothes all nerves.
“Smile, you look mean.”
I hate to be told “Smile, you look mean”.
So, what if I am?
Love Doesn’t Sink
Love is a buoy shaped like a triangle,
equal on all sides,
whose three points are Us joined from two whole “I”s.
Against the will of others
Against the will of others, I lean hard.
I lean hard against my door:
iron; reinforced; made for struggle.
Unquestioned
Sometimes when I’m on the floor, child’s pose,
I look under my bed at the empty untouched landscape,
exhale.
It doesn’t need to be filled.