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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

here/on earth

it frightens me/when I let go/when I forget I’m some kinda ego/when the threat of distance carries me/from the face of pity/and fear, she wears a gardener’s cloak/drenched in feelings/too hollow her throat/I’m a little bit off/a little bit strange/I promise there’s a point/there’s a nothing to attain/I’m not here/you see me/I’m dancing, your peer/but baby, I’m not here/I’m an experiment/a figment/and if I justify my existence/it’s pointless/this forgetfulness/begging for attention/’cause it feels too much to abandon/yet it cuts me to the crunch/I’m laughin’/I’m talkin’/I’m walkin’ amongst you, but my brokenness aches of the nothingness I can’t fix/forget it/let it go/she knows no promise of tomorrows/there’s so much I wish I could change/the less, the more, the broken, the strange/and if these lungs give out before they’re due/I pray for another body in which to save you/I’m a song/a poem/a line in a book/an eye that sees/every cranny/every nook/I’m not a girl/not alive/not a dream/a breath/a sigh/but relief in unknown places/a letting go in the solace/of godly embraces/a daughter of moons/of suns/of stars/of bellies/of mothers/of lions/and arts/you see/I may be a bit off/and a whole lotta strange/but in flesh/chained to all that I would change/there’s so many hungry/and uncovered/and alone/as I stand/as I sing/as I share, I beckon them home/’cause I’m just a figment/an apparition/imagined peer/and though I am among you/I’m not here/I’m begging for you to feel 50 percent of my tears/and 30 percent of the randomness that gets lodged in my fears/or maybe just 15 percent of the lies I’ve told myself to keep alive/that it’s fixable/these broken lines/if you’ll take just a bit off me/a thought/a healing/then maybe/just maybe/I would finally/in moments really/though painfully/be/here/on earth

2 comments:

  1. This is truly beautiful. The layers here are beyond full, and the color of both pain and solace ring out. I am moved. I am touched. I stand in recognition of the journey--the peaks and the valleys. You are a gift and it is truly amazing to watch as you unwrap yourself.

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  2. I receive that and am truly grateful to be seen!

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