“Under three things the earth trembles, Under four it cannot bear up: A servant who becomes king, A godless fool who gets plenty to eat, A contemptible woman who gets married, And a servant who displaces her mistress.”
- Proverbs 30:21-23 NIV
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“Under three things the earth trembles, Under four it cannot bear up: A servant who becomes king, A godless fool who gets plenty to eat, A contemptible woman who gets married, And a servant who displaces her mistress.”
- Proverbs 30:21-23 NIV
Proverbs 30:23
tequila dripping down my neck
peppered with salt.
help me feel something of myself,
you in relation to me.
gulps of harder-to-talk-these-days,
and satiated in the hearth of
letting the words fall out.
hard and clean,
shattered just exactly right.
how we are not supposed to be.
is this vulnerability?
i told you mostly,
i shook well.
you listened,
each little piece,
every little breath of air.
reaching out in the darkness.
when it was too late to recover,
you swam through the sheets.
tired of trying,
waking up alone,
sweaty palms and empty arms,
to hold me home.
the paradox of our story.
i needed to be touched so badly
it hurt.
it haunts the memory,
of you of me.
upon waking:
the tucks came undone
without unraveling the bond,
the pillows lie motionless
abused,
in the floor.
they heard me
slump over quietly in the night,
beside your body,
lying open with unclenched
hands.
offering
the silent sobriety
of wasted efforts.
I didn’t know you moved
and then tenderly found
the saving grace of
two arms
wrapped around.