crystal clear windows
colored in
with the rich green of the
dew-heavy leaves
set the place and air
for the likes of you
and them
to prance through
and tell me stories
and cautionary tales
in the few moments where our eyes meet
and I’m told the story of your
thousand cuts
that bled you dry
and of the stitches,
of the hand that holds the needle.
what may i be subject to,
except the long walk
to the bed that won’t ever heal my aches,
but i am stopped,
those dew-heavy leaves,
sing songs of sirens to lure me closer
and suddenly,
i find myself
in shoes i just empathized with
as i stand,
carrying the stories of 18 years
in the space from lash
to
lash
i see a stranger,
swaying alone,
stroking her cheek,
and as the sun
turns a dark streak, i see
how the sun sets in her eyes,
how its scalds her bones
going through and through,
leaving her
me
a puddle.
when people walk through,
taking traces of me
along with them,
for the rest of their journeys,
i keep wondering
what they have already lived through,
and what there is left to live
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 5:38 PM UTC
crystal clear windows
colored in
with the rich green of the
dew-heavy leaves
set the place and air
for the likes of you
and them
to prance through
and tell me stories
and cautionary tales
in the few moments where our eyes meet
and I’m told the story of your
thousand cuts
that bled you dry
and of the stitches,
of the hand that holds the needle.
what may i be subject to,
except the long walk
to the bed that won’t ever heal my aches,
but i am stopped,
those dew-heavy leaves,
sing songs of sirens to lure me closer
and suddenly,
i find myself
in shoes i just empathized with
as i stand,
carrying the stories of 18 years
in the space from lash
to
lash
i see a stranger,
swaying alone,
stroking her cheek,
and as the sun
turns a dark streak, i see
how the sun sets in her eyes,
how its scalds her bones
going through and through,
leaving her
me
a puddle.
when people walk through,
taking traces of me
along with them,
for the rest of their journeys,
i keep wondering
what they have already lived through,
and what there is left to live