Thursday, April 27, 2017

Your Unfeathered Glow

What do you want 
from me
I'm tired of feeling you
I can't stand this shake
This beat
This breathless air
You make me forget
The sun
The moon
The starlit sky
Wasted minutes spent
asking why, why, why
What do you need
It's always something
I'm not ready to give
But you take it
like it's your own
Like I'm some need
to feed
your unfeathered glow
And I hate the way
you've danced in my bones
You've danced in my bones
You've. Danced. In. My. Bones.
Like you have a right
to make me your home
Is there anyplace safe
to rest my soul
How can I give the things
that are too hard to know

-April 2017

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