i will learn to taste the honeydew
and pretend to like it
i will taste the honeysuckle
and not have to pretend
i will feel grass in my hands and
say it is the best of life
and not the woman i need between my teeth
i am not ferocious, not demanding, not unwise,
simply at peace.
i am the sparkler to the firework
the star to the sun
the kitten to the lion.
but are these not all one and the same?
i see dandelion seeds and
though they are weeds i will
watch their dance anyway
i dive into agua dulce
wishing to be stardust instead of glitter
but glitter is certainly better than ash
under the water i have a moment to myself
where it
takes my screams into pockets of air
floating up without consequence
escaping my body at last in
a beautiful anonymity
may watchful eyes devour my body
unmarked, unblemished, devoid.
and they will watch as i make myself perfect
…but if the powdered sugar somehow melts off of my skin
i beg you to look away
for your sake and mine
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
i will learn to taste the honeydew
and pretend to like it
i will taste the honeysuckle
and not have to pretend
i will feel grass in my hands and
say it is the best of life
and not the woman i need between my teeth
i am not ferocious, not demanding, not unwise,
simply at peace.
i am the sparkler to the firework
the star to the sun
the kitten to the lion.
but are these not all one and the same?
i see dandelion seeds and
though they are weeds i will
watch their dance anyway
i dive into agua dulce
wishing to be stardust instead of glitter
but glitter is certainly better than ash
under the water i have a moment to myself
where it
takes my screams into pockets of air
floating up without consequence
escaping my body at last in
a beautiful anonymity
may watchful eyes devour my body
unmarked, unblemished, devoid.
and they will watch as i make myself perfect
…but if the powdered sugar somehow melts off of my skin
i beg you to look away
for your sake and mine