I know what I want
Should I first ask to depose the light?
Let it chase me round and round
Me — play hard to get?
But at this point in human history
For what purpose?
With time unubiquitous
If not now, when?
With stars and firmament acting finite
To what end?
In orbit, us
Sometimes suspended between worlds seen and unseen
I wonder
Ever did you close your eyes on Earth
Ignore my gravity and pretend
I was your Venus
Let us understand the need
To scrub the endless grieving from one’s soul
Finally putting an end to such plague
To act as one’s own sage, and burn sage
Cleansing away for good any more weeping
Let us find a willingness
To pray for ourselves aloud, on our knees
Knowing we are our own savior sometimes
To be alright with alone
Because we are so tragically, entirely alone
As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic
Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight
To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day
Shine spilled everywhere
Once again, I’m left to grow
A beautiful mess
When I wronged her months ago
She spoke to my calamity
With kindness
With humility
To her surprise, she empowered me
My ego now in overdrive
We’d make the Thousand Mile Drive
And I’d stay silent, in my self-defense
And punish her for her offense
Of trusting me with honesty
She wanted what I’d promised us
My best from me
Instead I killed her, once back then
Plus each day since
Her, my best friend
Her ghost grieves to this very day
But I am okay
I walked away
My fingers, considering
Traveled across the spines
So many, so fine
Needing to feel
Some quality
Straight and narrow
Not papered over
Hard-core
Look at You, there
But out of circulation
Not knowing why
I take you
From the forbidden shelf
Give you my time
Forget to return you
No care for the fine
Love is coming today
To this address
To take love away
Stopped back then and stayed
Entirely by mistake
Too polite to have told you so
Now it would be wrong
Continuing the charade
Unfair to you both
Love is coming tonight
Too soon
To say good day
My dear Oppressor
Although it bothers You not
You do piss Me off
I know and You know
You’ve not a conscious conscience
I’ve not a strong will
Ice posing as something benign
Have you believing I’m only tiny daggers
Draw closer
Hear
Cathedral chimes
Strike an unholy fear into you, I will
Begin with me the wintry journey
Dying, now that the falling is done
Come back, will you?
Taller next time
Wise enough to yield
While I command the Summer
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