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If you really knew me You'd know that I am A student first A teacher second If you knew me You'd know I need Grace and patience To stave off the Angst Monster napping upon My left lung If you knew me You'd know that I want To give you grace and patience Because you need it too If you knew me You'd cradle My heart My intentions So softly in your Callous-free palm If you knew me You'd know that love Is my goal and my Experience vibrates Softly in step With my heart beat If you knew me You'd know my Heart raced through The night and I woke With diarrhea If you knew me You would not ask for my freedom For my walks in the night on mossy paths For hammock, new friends, Bukowski, cigarette, A life that is separate but complimentary to yours, For the sacred voice that speaks in the silence of the night I will be more alive to you for these. See me. Know me. Even through The abuse and neglect Your heart suffers From past love For nothing is more knowing And loving than saying: "I don't need you to Light yourself on fire To keep me warm."
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Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
If you knew
If you really knew me You'd know that I am A student first A teacher second If you knew me You'd know I need Grace and patience To stave off the Angst Monster napping upon My left lung If you knew me You'd know that I want To give you grace and patience Because you need it too If you knew me You'd cradle My heart My intentions So softly in your Callous-free palm If you knew me You'd know that love Is my goal and my Experience vibrates Softly in step With my heart beat If you knew me You'd know my Heart raced through The night and I woke With diarrhea If you knew me You would not ask for my freedom For my walks in the night on mossy paths For hammock, new friends, Bukowski, cigarette, A life that is separate but complimentary to yours, For the sacred voice that speaks in the silence of the night I will be more alive to you for these. See me. Know me. Even through The abuse and neglect Your heart suffers From past love For nothing is more knowing And loving than saying: "I don't need you to Light yourself on fire To keep me warm."
Note: The "would not ask for my freedom" stanza is an adaptation of work written by Teej Mali.
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Micronesian
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
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