Here, today I stayed
I stayed angry
But I stayed
…
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Here, today I stayed
I stayed angry
But I stayed
…
Your books are not my religion.
Your heroes are not my religion.
Your psychedelic trips are not my religion.
…
….
I remember
It’s not a shiny little pebble
It’s a dull rock
Hard and brutal
….
When you miss your best friend too much,
you may find yourself set upon by a melancholy
that drives you to push their memories aside.
…
I knew you meant your favourite
The one I gave you as a gift
The one you never sleep without now
…
Ebbing and flowing
Under the pull of the moon
And the heat of the sun
…
Shadowed, sheltered;
hidden until one needed it,
trembling as others passed,
quietly it remained.
A forehead under lips,
Under a chin;
Face to face, soft cheeks press each other
Back into chest they lean…
My cold, dark feeling
My hidden wisdom so hard to find
My searching for everyone who’s fled and scattered and hid
…
The echoes that follow us
ride our shadows to stay at our side,
bearing down on us somehow
from the ground at our feet…