Sunday, February 27, 2022

Curl into time

 rrow

Was full of learning
The father of my children
My best friend

Had a golf ball in his brain
Programmed to
Kill.

I remember, too , yesterday's tomorrow
When I scooted the couch
As close as possible
To your hospice bed
And a nurse
Woke me up to tell me
You

We're gone.

I
Remember nodding
Thanking her.

And being folded into a fierce fog that
was heavy
And years long

And a wish

To be not much more than
Seen

It's so easy to become
Invisible

So painful to be
Unseen

What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes

To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into

But who
Is strong enough
For that?

Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.

Can you also
Curl into
Me?
ierce fog that
was heavy
And years long

And a wish

To be not much more than
Seen

It's so easy to become
Invisible

So painful to be
Unseen

What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes

To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into

But who
Is strong enough
For that?

Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.

Can you also
Curl into
Me?
ierce fog that
was heavy
And years long

And a wish

To be not much more than
Seen

It's so easy to become
Invisible

So painful to be
Unseen

What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes

To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into

But who
Is strong enough
For that?

Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.

Can you also
Curl into
Me?

Even if it's invisible

 


Tenses
and time
Are funny things
Wishes and thoughts
Dreams and what you
Think
Will be

I always wanted to be a
Mother
And
Never wanted to
Without their
Father
Beside me

It's not a game
Mating and growing old
You have what you've
Always had

You've got me

Broken and mad
And weaker than any strong woman
Stronger than you ever
Could've dreamed

I have children now
But they don't know
Me

Not like I ever
Thought I'd be

When you spend a
Decade
Carrying death and the future and
Judgement
Aloneness and unrequited passion
Fear and frustration

It bends
Your back
Parts of you grow strong
You never knew existed
Other parts
Change

You have what you've always had
Me

I hear you
In the dark of breaking corners
Inside my mind
Broken? Tenses are hard
Will break unless

You remember
To love all the broken bits
You don't have to say it
Think it
Feel it
See

It in your heart

It's hard
Except foe in the soft spots
Where you cannot stand

But for a moment
I had you
And it hurts
That our kids cannot see
A me that wasn't quite
So
Breaking? Broken?

I will not break
Until I do

You have what you have
Always had

Sexy. Messy. Weak. Confused.
Strong. Smart. Lost.

Buy I am here.

And you have what you
Have always had
My children
His
Ours

You have not just mine
Me

But our
His

Love

Candybar kisses

 Time bubbles

Confusion and clarity float
On the same space
Inside
And ability collides with
Struggle
Judgement

Time
Is faster than a breath
Slower than every hope you are waiting
For, walking along with no
Control over

It rained
And seemed to burn
My skin...there were rainbows
Once
Still are, somewhere
The taste in my mouth
Bitter and dry as unsweetened
Cacao, what could have been
A candy bar
A kiss

Is dust
Burned flesh and chunks
Of bone

The clarity leaves
Me blind
Do I burn myself
Cause this damage of my
Own
Free will?

Untitled

 I can't find it

Inside
Anymore

Hope

Or joy

I'm bitter
Angry
Tired of trusting
And trying

I see people with cancer
Doing well and should
Cheer, rejoice
But it makes me more

Bitter

His battle was lost
Before it begun
Our family shredded
Leaving me, bleeding
Smoking, poisoned
Behind

I see people finding love
Connections
And should feel so grateful
They don't have to go to bed
3,000 nights (and counting) with no
One to
Touch

I don't. I feel bitter and
Jealous and mostly
Hopeless

Make goals, even small ones
Find spirituality
Do something you love
Find community

I have
And I dropped them
All
And they scattered and I can't
Seem
To find them

Or the energy to keep
Looking

Such a strange, Shameful thing
To be so full of love
Walking on the cooling coals
That once burned a determination fire
So bright
To never give up, to try, to heal, to give and
Grow
So full of love, Jealousy, bitterness, anger,
Exhaustion, and fear.

None of that
Mixes well inside me
It burns my throat
My voice
My hope

a heart going blind from
The inside, a star
Imploding
Walking along on heavy legs
With bad knees and an
Aching murmur along every
Nerve

I can't find it
Anymore

Hope

Unspeakable

 Words

To never say again
As real as
Ice cream cones
Bright red remote control cars
And tiny fake Christmas trees

The silence
Screams inside filthy
Windows striped
With rain
Pain
Death and medicine

Words
You will not offer
Again
Fight you
A warrior in doctor's scrubs
A doctor wielding a gun?
They fight you like
White blood cells inside
A dying body

No matter how much you wish
To say them
Or how often you do
They melt inside you
Burning things that never
Saw
The sun

Words
You wish you could say
Again
Break you
After years
A decade like a century
Heavier than even
A mother's love

Frozen
Dead before they begin
An
I
Love
You

That has no
You
And with an
I

That's
Dying

Stumbling

 I've done

It
Sort of...
I made a home
Here
It might have a
Capital
H

In one world
I know what that could
Mean

But I wear glasses
I cannot take off
That color
My universe

It's a
Kaleidoscope
In here
Barking dogs
Dr. Who
Unfolded laundry up to the knees

And you don't want to see
The bathrooms

Kaleidoscopes
Can make you dizzy
So can trauma
Blurring
Even the good bits when you won't
Face it
All

And really
I have no skills as a carpenter
I don't know how
To build a home

And if I
I am the foundation
Alone
That does not
Feel safe

I'm living out
My worst fear
Alone
In front of my kids
Which magnifies
It all
A funhouse mirror
Distorting what happens
So I don't know reality
From fantasy

The fantasy of
Nightmare
The one where you are
Naked
Seen
Judged

But this isn't the halls of my high school
It's my life
And I've no
Clue
Where my steps
Should go

And I don't think
I'm dancing
And I'm worried
My capital H
Is a version of
hell