#amyacre

[beingbodies]

I want to cheat on you with someone just like you

The hands I miss are yours,

hanging useless at the end of your arms.

You are a fortress covered in skin,

every pore slammed shut,

each invisible hair a drawbridge refusing to extend.

You are my best friend

but I miss the person you left in my sheets

before your body became a placeholder.

I worship your face,

search it for the stories we haven’t told.

Your thumb, sleeping, strums a note on my hipbone.

I uncurl like a cactus stem at a whisper of rain.

I fall for every girl packing brown eyes and fever,

cover the mirror of their mobiles with hearts

while you tell me about your day.

[beingbodies]

Dreamweavers

<div id="on falling in love with strangers" >

<h1>to my pilates instructor</h1>

<p>you thumb-sized american mister you whispered to me that I keep

tension

in my shoulders and it was like you saw <a href= “the hurt I thought I’d disowned”>me</a> through “winter skin” “red nail varnish” & “irony”</p>

<p>our love could never work

you’re too old and i’m too gay but isn’t it

a beautiful dream?</p>

<h1>to my hairdresser before the one before now</h1>

<p>whose hands pleasured me like no lover ever

those hands in my scalp undo <style=”display:none”>

<ul>

<li>tessellated rejections</li>

<li>spiced rum hangovers</li>

<li>bad fashion choices</li>

</ul>

<p>don’t ruin it by talking</p>

<h1>to the beautiful web design girl</h1>

<p>i am incapable of <a onclick=”showWorkSection(‘knowing you’);”>talking to you</a> but I will waste my days trying<br />

send chinese room secrets into the fort knox of your eyes<br />

and only always feel like a</p>

</div>

N.B. Guide to the tags in this poem:

<div> = a container that groups page elements into one section.

<h1> = header text

</h1> = end header

<p> = new paragraph

</p > = end paragraph

<a href> = a hyperlink (text inside quotation marks is the destination)

</a> = end of link (text before this bracket is the visible text that you click)

& = how you write ampersands in html

<ul> = unordered list

<li> = list item

</div> = end of section. Also schoolyard slang for an idiot.

[beingbodies]

You’ll know when it’s time to evolve

You can’t get there by thinking.

You can only wait it out, fake your faith,

flop like a lung beside your other -

taking in the same air as if you had no names,

watch flowers collapse and turn soggy

feel the mulch rise up in your bronchi

  You can't think your way there

but one day you’ll wake up and know:

you’ll know it in the knot where you breathe

in the beating pattern that rules you

in forty-six strands of amino on repeat

you’ll know it without words, logic or pity

  Then you’ll get up, get it done, get out,

burst out of the water and throw your hair back

mermaid slick, a mercury mistress.

Gulp down oxygen like sunrise after storm,

piss away the dirty water, rise onto land,

walk through the city on rose petals

  Yes, those leaves may be soggy now

but in six months' time you will teach them to bloom.

You will allow the air to breathe

and be that which brings life into the room.

You will be that sunlight slice in your chest,

the badass beat beat beat in your step

  the nucleic pulse that is the start of all music.