en ná die storm se kalm
en ná die wind en reën
is die sagtheid van die aarde oorverdowend

my blinde oë
en krom ou hart
lê soos sade en
vrôt in die land

tot onder sterlig een aand
dié muwwe vlies bars
en 'n fyn wit worteltjie
voel-voel die wêreld in kruip

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and after the storm's calm
and after the wind and rain
the softness of the earth is
deafening

my blind eyes
and crooked old heart
lay like seeds and
rot in the land

'til under the starlight one night
this mouldy membrane burst
and a fine white root
tentatively creeps into the world

While you're in love with the light
I turn my back to the sun
I look into the void
I see the stars revolve
I see me look back in return

I turn my back to the sun
I see you out there hiding
A brave face for a ghost

You're a shipwreck tossed about
You're a mountain standing proud
A man a god a child a school of silvery fish

You're in the river and in the Master of the flow
But I am a child of the Tides
And under the power of that siren call

I'm confident in my vision
You can't know what I've seen
But I'm where I need to be

And I do it for me

All these ******* sentimental retchings
every generic emotional spasm
recorded for posterity
displaying my fragility

and hope for strength and endurance.
To be understood

Perhaps, try to live a better life

In the safety of your strength
In this bubble of us
We're OK

I can see a new world dawn
Feeling for the first time
beyond

the falseness cast upon me
The totality of
My truth

And in this consuming flame
The brutality of
my loss

Shattering all in its wake
and now I float away
from you

clinging
to hope

Idk what to say
So i make a noise
It is a bridge between us

But you’re a floating island
And I'm solid granite

Would that i were like you

I've been lied to my whole ******* life
And now that I see it I'm ******* furious

It's not been spoken
But you ******* have alltogether

With your little snide comments
Raised eyebrows
Condescending concessions of vacuous ******* platitudes; empty eyesockets and worse empty hearts
slavish minds

ROYALLY
******
MY LIFE

and I've been so stupid for my 43 years of life I've just gone along with this *******

Balancing twigs one atop each other
Carefully in this roaring hurricane
to make something worthwhile for myself

And now
these fragile little flowers I'm tending
This half formed garden of fleeting beauty

Struggling through drought
And a banal lack of time
Stands defenseless

I am defeated

From under the rock, a pool appeared
A mirror glass between me and you

He rolled the crushing weight away
And in that sapphire space I recognised you in me

But at the height of our freedom He stumbled

Tumbling, falling for you and the impact
Final