the dying swan asks
am i not still beautiful
when I'm hurt is my life over ?
love that just is
a state of being
leading nowhere
love bombing do i do that ?
I feel grief as we seem to have lost contact
or maybe we are just floating around
enjoying our freedom
I feel like ive lost him
grasping at something that cant be tethered
im worried ill just jump his bones
in one fell swoop
the frequency of channel love
and my bus nearly crashed
when a car slowly pulled out
a right pantomime today
I'm going offline
I wrote down what I felt
anger , rage, worry, tension
deep breaths
with emotions hitting hard
every movement is like lifting a boulder
my legs feel like logs
some of what the voices said was true
partner control
i saw an alien today
his eyes were so gentle
with a soft smile
he says the 70s 80s and 90s
had a similar feel to them
the loss of all
that makes us warm and human
coal and wood
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