today like a snare through the breze
i walked around like a queen
slowly calculatedly and pregnant to
new beginnings
and dead sea to old endings
dried up in that salty spring
that i will leave behind for the fearies
climbing embedded in my muscles
no longer spreading recklessly
i am ready once again to try ecstasy in the form of breath and flying
no longer dead weight
but still alone and quiet
enough
because i love the way the air breathes us in
and the spinning sounds of widging electrical sparks
no more of the fuck you fuck you fuck you. silly, right?
projected binaries dismiss themselves
and the world still spinning
right.
and chest opens up form from cave, now you know whatever it is when you turn your stomach inside out to eat food like starfish do....
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