I spend my days lying down,
that being the bed, a chair, or the couch,
because money is important,
because I am an Earth stellium,
because I need to feel comfort.
From the autumnal yard in a rainy October,
I had a Gizmo, a cup of coffee, and a cigarette.
A senior professional, mind you,
smoking and crying, toothless and poor.
For I lack fire signs, being no one’s threat,
keeping it all inside while awfully sober.
From the autumnal yard in a rainy October,
I have those I love less than a kilometre away,
my sister in Christ, and a new home with my man.
He is also an Earth stellium and reads me like a book,
eats me like a pastry, drinks me like soup.
From the newly rainy apartment in a rented October,
I was walking on eggshells, crying for help.
“You’re on your own, kid” as his whelp coiled in sadness;
no change from his end, no surprises for me.
Once, in a hospital bed, he declared,
“My life will move on four months after you’re gone,”
he was not joking about it, a man of his word!
A father to many, a memory blurred.
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:55 PM UTC
I spend my days lying down,
that being the bed, a chair, or the couch,
because money is important,
because I am an Earth stellium,
because I need to feel comfort.
From the autumnal yard in a rainy October,
I had a Gizmo, a cup of coffee, and a cigarette.
A senior professional, mind you,
smoking and crying, toothless and poor.
For I lack fire signs, being no one’s threat,
keeping it all inside while awfully sober.
From the autumnal yard in a rainy October,
I have those I love less than a kilometre away,
my sister in Christ, and a new home with my man.
He is also an Earth stellium and reads me like a book,
eats me like a pastry, drinks me like soup.
From the newly rainy apartment in a rented October,
I was walking on eggshells, crying for help.
“You’re on your own, kid” as his whelp coiled in sadness;
no change from his end, no surprises for me.
Once, in a hospital bed, he declared,
“My life will move on four months after you’re gone,”
he was not joking about it, a man of his word!
A father to many, a memory blurred.
