july 1, 2024
dear love
the cataract of brilliance, i am invaded
you pry gently into the crevices of my flayed self
crescents have infested my sorry flesh and
where scarlet shines beneath the translucence of humanity
you, unwelcome, make yourself a modest home
the pinnacle of quietude, i am ignorant
but you adorn a bedroom covertly with my remnants
you are the beaming gold of scrambled eggs
the unbidden water, the murmur of mahjong,
the container, filled, the time, the time, the time
the sweetest of gifts, but i am a lacking giver
my child, you savor the air yet are so clumsy in your method
is there a wrong way to breathe?
still, you spill from me undaunted and pool in cupped hands
i suppose to be alive is to be flawed
YOU ARE READING
UNRELIABLY TOLDㅤ misc
De TodoWe had treasures in our pockets and each other on our skin. MISCELLANEOUS BOOK 2021 © stardippedink
