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This isn’t so much giving up As it is the shedding of weight He kneels down in a bedroom that isn’t his He sleeps on borrowed furniture Elbows on the edge of a twin bed He wishes there was a body there Any body There are some things he needs to let go There is always going to be a girl with your heart And your veins wrapped around her fingers Curling up her arms Like vines on a trellis Let her go He knows that being good looking is 20 percent physical The rest is all you Sometimes weird things make him sad That’s cool Anything your body does without your permission Is natural You’re human Get over it Get over The cancerous residuals And the fear of silence Between two people When all you want to do is stare Stare if you want to Be charming He knows he can be charming If he smiles right If remembers to be honest Be honest with me Lonely boy Fearful stranger to self Little lover of the things that get left behind Admire the broken patchwork of your poetry You are not a naysayer You are a yes man Yes Hesitant kisses Yes Knee buckle trembles Yes Loving with the lights on With the fire burning Say yes to the breaking You are not being broken You are refining your badly built artwork Molding your eyes less somber Do not be somber sweet child Stand like gravity is your slave Bow down to nothing Unless you want to There are some things that require kneeling Your knees are sacred Use them only to make things better To show honor To shed weight He knows this is not giving up As much as it is shedding enough weight So he can stand again
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Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 4:40 PM UTC
Letting The Weight Fall Off
This isn’t so much giving up As it is the shedding of weight He kneels down in a bedroom that isn’t his He sleeps on borrowed furniture Elbows on the edge of a twin bed He wishes there was a body there Any body There are some things he needs to let go There is always going to be a girl with your heart And your veins wrapped around her fingers Curling up her arms Like vines on a trellis Let her go He knows that being good looking is 20 percent physical The rest is all you Sometimes weird things make him sad That’s cool Anything your body does without your permission Is natural You’re human Get over it Get over The cancerous residuals And the fear of silence Between two people When all you want to do is stare Stare if you want to Be charming He knows he can be charming If he smiles right If remembers to be honest Be honest with me Lonely boy Fearful stranger to self Little lover of the things that get left behind Admire the broken patchwork of your poetry You are not a naysayer You are a yes man Yes Hesitant kisses Yes Knee buckle trembles Yes Loving with the lights on With the fire burning Say yes to the breaking You are not being broken You are refining your badly built artwork Molding your eyes less somber Do not be somber sweet child Stand like gravity is your slave Bow down to nothing Unless you want to There are some things that require kneeling Your knees are sacred Use them only to make things better To show honor To shed weight He knows this is not giving up As much as it is shedding enough weight So he can stand again
jon-tobias
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Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 4:40 PM UTC
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