Saturday, 6 April 2019

word jam : tree hugging





another one 
where we were hugging strangers 
looking into their eyes 
n saying that i love you 

n i been to all kinds of groups
tree hugging to conflict circles 
encounter groups, pow wows 
n trauma role play

the smell of his sweat
after eating ginger 
young n lean, i fell hard 

these feelings 
thundering in my chest

nothing wrong he said 
are you saying you're a real female ? 
just giving love  

Fox is a master of black magic they said 

n i was hooked for 10 years 
n a part of me still is 
still holds a mystery 

i still carry a small backpack 
ready to bolt 

the crisp snow
falling on the leaves 
the stillness so romantic 
n this is romance
not the chocolates and flowers 

just eating a piece of snow 
chilled to the bone 

in his cold kitchen 
smell of basil tea 
and dog piss 
some strange cleaning fluid
and the love potion 

dreamy , drifting away 

n these were my formative years 

i don't want to do it he said   
then ill be just like all the rest of them 

like a baby bird he said 
feeding me with his finger 

then someone you love 
more than anything 
bam right on the forehead 










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