Grace

Grace Jan 2022

Decay

decay;

it is the spring goddess' advantage against her immortal lovers
undying as they come
they fall to the ground -

fall, fleeting life like the petal of a flower, wilting without water and sun -

Persephone's is the hand quick enough to catch the appendage;
she is old and new all the same
for as she dies she is reborn;

unlike the gods, who know, always, decay -
decay, but never death.

and that is so torturous,
to flinch at biting doom
yet never see the teeth it bares.

poor prometheus

Grace Jan 2022

sleepless

nothing to give
and still
nothing to dream

Grace Jan 2022

Demeter's daughter

he stole her away,
that's what the stories say -
because women with voice
hardly ever got a choice
and even now
they doubt.

Grace Jan 2022

deathless

sing, goddess,
of your immortal divinity,
and tell me how
it feels to watch the world burn
while you can never become of its ashes.

Grace Dec 2021

cloud-day

you stab incessantly at each other's tires -
deflating heart, body, mind, and soul.

Grace Dec 2021

catalyst

I feel like a catalyst with one foot in the door
yet still I am consumed

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Grace Dec 2021

moments in time

I figured:
there is little room in this second;
I'd better fill it with what it's worth

"moments in time"
my aunt says it all the time