Come on in
Water feels great
The familiarity of the pool
The natural movement of the waves
Care for your body
A routine
A rhythm
Pumping blood to every limb
Is harmonious
That is
Until you step out
When the body is forced to change
The absence of water
Puts your mind in distress
You feel abandoned
From the calming motion
Sent into chaos
But your body adapts
Once again
Placing itself back in
Equilibrium
I find comfort in cages. The enclosed space gives me the comfort of proximity; the kind given by a loved one before their last goodbye. The warm steel bars give sight structure. The guidelines added to objects create focus on details once missed. Juvenile sky-patterned wallpaper transforms into dozens of shapely clouds giving resemblance to familiar faces. I am not being kept hostage from the rest of society. No. I am protected from potential tragedy held beyond this simple frame. It makes me feel at ease.
plant me in your mind.
i want to take root, and drink
deeply from your thoughts
Standing on a plank
With years of swords at the stern
Increasing their number by hours
Wasted watching the clouds roll
Through a calm reflection
Of the frenzied sea.
The water’s predatory jury
Filled with grey peering eyes
Through familiar, slippery, and knotted hands
Is hung by false mentalities of the past,
Deciding death without alibi or plea,
Digging a grave without a lonely headstone
Because of the fear
That a name once held so dear
Will be disgraced by the truth
Escaping from a sharp tongue,
Through the delayed mouth
Of a pretty, lying man
Standing on a plank.
I want the sight to see.
Let me peek beyond what is here and now;
Into what is there and next.
I want the curiosity to explore.
Finding the life in all that breathes,
Once drew breath,
And forever lies still.
I want the insight to discover.
With an open-minded focus on the unfamiliar,
that brings the ability to venture the uncharted.
I want to live.
Soooo addicting!
There is something
we all forget
that only time
and the perfect
magnification
of hindsight
can replant in our
memories:
We are all
so much
stronger than
the things
we have
endured.
We must never
give
up.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
i am so exhausted
from lying in bed thinking
about how amazing
we would be together.
