no shame, angst, insecurity
can come burning this town down
not in my head
not in my mind
all deadly thoughts,
I soak ‘em in sound.
—
Then I drown, drown,
in muffled shouts
that we’re a meltdown of no renown,
and I fall right back into habit’s hands,
stuck underwater in a delusional mind
(everybody loves you, yeah?)
the blue heart thunder rage of my soul
rattles under rocks ‘til the volcanoes go
straight breaking out of the edges of my eyes,
so beckon the breezes to blow me down
every conceivable wind on the planet,
so let me scale every storm on a stern line,
I’ve never seen a sky that color blue
but it
looms over the loom of my life
howling
how it’s come to steal courage from me–
we were going to escape this universe.
We were going to breed our dreams into a whole other paradise,
remember?
How did we go
let the fragments fall
off the edge of the ocean
into depths where whales have to call
for Neptune’s blood
to save them?
—
No shame, no angst or insecurity
can douse the blue-hot fire rage of my soul
but I
knead my need into a new shape, a new seed
and breathe
like my poems could carve out chunks of reality
and hand them to you on a platter
to eat up
and never hunger again.
But no, we fell into the moon
like a meteor
and told ourselves
we were not burning this town down,
we were just weeping
and that was okay
and we’d sail into a storm tomorrow
and sing like the world could hear us
when in fact
we’d lost our voices
and our magic
and our souls were
hungry.
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find my book Graveyard of Lullabies at this link
Jordyn Saelor 