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Keep Watch
I gather every small flame I can,
telling myself I have survived this season before,
my hands still trembling
around the light.
There are names I carry,
echoes still waiting
for a voice.
Where were your hands
when mine had forgotten how to hold?
Why did the rooms learn my weeping
better than the people I loved?
I’m expected
to braid daylight
from the loose ends
of dusk,
yet no one asks a flower
to bloom
without the sun.
I want
to lay down the armor,
be held instead of holding,
to believe
someone else
might keep watch
until morning,
for once, closing
my eyes
without fearing
the dark would find me first.
limits of humanity
I want to show everybody the absolute limits of humanity. I want to walk exactly on the edge of those limits and make people doubt if the boundaries even exist at all.
I do not want to rest. I have already wasted too much time, and I have to make up for every second lost. I have wasted an enormous amount of time trapped inside the confines of my own head, and I no longer accept that paralysis. I just want something different—something kinetic and real.
This drive is my birthright. Even though I have strayed too long from this natural state, wandering through a routine I was never meant for, I still have a fierce, undeniable longing towards it. I have to reclaim it, because I finally understand that everywhere else is a fabricated lie—an existence that produces nothing but pain.
The Rewinding Loop
If i need to tell you the
truth about a poem
i am creating your reality.
i made the piece but i do not own
Your experience of it.
If i told you i’ve died before,
would you believe me?
I’m just a mortal being moving through the afterlife of my own existence..
…I am no god…
…Greetings From Shell Beach…
Haircut to not be
You know, dear, I have not cut my hair
Since I met you.
You said it was pretty once, and I didn’t want to lose it
But to keep the littlest part of me you found
Yourself so fond
To,
Even if just a modicum
Of what I think of all of you.
The Company You Keep
Whether good or bad, sooner or later, You must accept grief as a companion.
It will continue to walk hand in hand
with you for the rest of your life...
You might go months without speaking,
But at some point you’re going to
find
yourself in conversation again.
– Jackie Wang
-The Weight of Stillness-
Under-currents full of grief that surface levels all neglect,
Still waters still remember every ripple that you left….