"barbels" poems
Do you know what is common?
Anger.
Hate.
Sadness.
Disgust.
Judgment.
I am not strong
enough to tell
you that
its easy to
stick with
happy.
Sometimes happiness
can be the most
exhausting
emotion.
Happy
has no wiggle room
you either are
or you
aren’t.
I am not strong
enough
to tell
you that
its easy to
stick with
love.
Hearts
don’t heal
easy.
Some take
years
and even then
they’re still
tender.
I am strong
enough
to tell
you that
sad is
to difficult
a burden to
bear.
Sadness
wears on your
bones
like barbels.
It gets so
hard to
keep up.
Sadness
clouds your
mind
until all that’s left
are burnt
edges and a
few remnants
of happiness.
I am strong
enough
to tell
you that
love
will heal you.
Love will
straighten your
spine.
You will
see life
with a clear head
and a full heart.
I don’t
care to be
common
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC
I have wishes to grant,
Stories to finish.
Dreams that are still waiting to come true.
I have nothing.
I have jokes with no punchline
No breath to breathe into my proteges,
Nothing to give to my lovers.
Bread and bridles debriding spittle
and little glass lentils made of starch and silica salt.
Bent
Tilted
Wrended and upended on a layer of greasy catfish.
I wish I were so slimy
And licked about with my whiskers out of me.
My meaty barbels are my eyes when I can't see.
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
I have wishes to grant,
Stories to finish.
Dreams that are still waiting to come true.
I have nothing.
I have jokes with no punchline
No breath to breathe into my proteges,
Nothing to give to my lovers.
Bread and bridles debriding spittle
and little glass lentils made of starch and silica salt.
Bent
Tilted
Wrended and upended on a layer of greasy catfish.
I wish I were so slimy
And licked about with my whiskers out of me.
My meaty barbels are my eyes when I can't see.
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 2:03 AM UTC
a freshwater fish
in Africa, in Asia
barbels near mouth, loach
Jun 3, 2022
Jun 3, 2022 at 7:53 PM UTC
I just can't sleep on some things
on certain nights
especially that one thing
about hearts being
intertwined
some with barbels,
and some with warmth
it's just a matter of fate
to find the one
which ache
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC