should I lay chin pressed against the pillow
I held onto as i child
times where I believed the world consisted so little of the color black
the hue overlaps my movements
even when I wave hello to every man that has ever come across me
the hellos to every man that has ever possessed me in that sense
but no not ever
really
tunes that fled into my ocean
when I was a child
oh times where I knew that life didn't offer much mercy
for your plead
and your case never stretched so far
so little
so little
you will always be
in heaps and large amounts of light hearted
daunted quainted quilted
catastrophe
ebbs into clear water that tastes like medicine
down me
down me
the day that i came into this place
I learned to stand straight
live so gracefully under a veil that will become permanent
and under eyes
under my real eyes
hands that moved
under my real hands
and thoughts that spoke themselves on paper
and never
never
out loud
I stray walk and smile
into every being of interest
destroy captivate
release
inhale
exhale
all the love
all the love