Gliding Bones - poetry
I feel softer now -
more laid back ever since I removed my bones.
Pesky and hard, holding me back
from dancing like a banshee.
Except now, the dance refuses to come.
I sit on the floor, covered in cobwebs,
and wonder - perhaps I got it all wrong.
Maybe the assholes who yelled and manipulated me
really had the key to a better life.
The cobwebs tickle my eyes
and I remember, yes yes,
I did walk away because
they refused to sneeze.
I stand on my soft feet
and glide around like a leaf
with the knowledge that there is another
way to live.
Their horrific stares disappear
the more I am honest with myself.
I can feel my heart beating;
not desperate (finally) but grateful.
There are no windows here, thank the gods.
I want to view myself fresh, naked, whole,
finally fucking alive.
My words. My soul.
My view of the world is validated
by the dreams made real through
the dust of those long ago who tried to change me.
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