i am a windsock
that you found atop an abandoned heart valve, trying to catch its breath
an open-mouthed fish with air passing through the gills
drowning in solitude
you took me down
washed me up,
and i felt useful again
you never asked me to love you
never stapled me to the wall or made me into your sock puppet with googly eyes
but i would find myself nestled beside you, anyway
in the moments i wanted to feel a little more human
you listened, mostly
you would hold me up and watch me fill with air and when things got too emotional i would wriggle free and tumble off the mountain peak in a scatter-brained attempt to prove i didn't need you
you never raised your voice or shouted after me, and i never raised my hand to say, "i need you, too"
3 years went by
you never begged me to love you
but you whispered that feelings had sprouted from your heart so long ago on the mountain
and i could see the lettuce leaves protruding from your chest
and i became afraid
i had never kept something like this alive
(a list of things that i'd let die:
a cactus
friendships
hermit *****
fish
and tiny flowers)
so i let the wind take me again
i dont know why
i crawled back to the crusty heart valve
and tried to let my soul dry out
(a raisin in the sun)
but after a month of drowning in my own solitude
i heard that a frost was coming
i thought of the tiny leaves protruding from the ridges of your chest
(could i let something so innocent die again?)
and on September 27th, while you slept
i, the wind sock, slipped into the sheets
i covered our tender love with all i had
and we weathered the frost together.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
i am a windsock
that you found atop an abandoned heart valve, trying to catch its breath
an open-mouthed fish with air passing through the gills
drowning in solitude
you took me down
washed me up,
and i felt useful again
you never asked me to love you
never stapled me to the wall or made me into your sock puppet with googly eyes
but i would find myself nestled beside you, anyway
in the moments i wanted to feel a little more human
you listened, mostly
you would hold me up and watch me fill with air and when things got too emotional i would wriggle free and tumble off the mountain peak in a scatter-brained attempt to prove i didn't need you
you never raised your voice or shouted after me, and i never raised my hand to say, "i need you, too"
3 years went by
you never begged me to love you
but you whispered that feelings had sprouted from your heart so long ago on the mountain
and i could see the lettuce leaves protruding from your chest
and i became afraid
i had never kept something like this alive
(a list of things that i'd let die:
a cactus
friendships
hermit *****
fish
and tiny flowers)
so i let the wind take me again
i dont know why
i crawled back to the crusty heart valve
and tried to let my soul dry out
(a raisin in the sun)
but after a month of drowning in my own solitude
i heard that a frost was coming
i thought of the tiny leaves protruding from the ridges of your chest
(could i let something so innocent die again?)
and on September 27th, while you slept
i, the wind sock, slipped into the sheets
i covered our tender love with all i had
and we weathered the frost together.
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