TheFeatheredSleep – Doing it anyway
You didn’t encourage me to write or let me know I could do it
you told me; you can’t spell
you don’t speak any language well
you have split ends and are at times
manic like a dervish without charm
but you’re always on time, good at lifting heavy things
maybe you should organize talented people’s lives
because you don’t have any of your own …
talent that is.
I didn’t listen. Not because I didn’t believe you
Oh I did. I inhaled the knife.
Sometimes the road will hurt like a thousand feet
trodden on your back, weighing your down
but what can you lose?
Still not speaking any language perfectly
you may hate me … but I?
I send you love and I send you love
because that’s all I have.
I remember the year
I found a rabbit on my window ledge
celebrating six months of not…
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