my way back to my-body without cold
shock
of swallowed-water Begin with
fingers wiggle them awake till
feeling
spreads back through every piece
of physical-self It took years
to say the whats I cannot say
because you might someday read this
(are you the reason I only read poems
by women am I searching
for a confession to hold me)
That was the sound of me confessing contents
of my search-bar contents of mysilence
When the blur faded I was able
to see your face your face
surprised me I don't know
why I swallowed every blue
balloon and named the cat
Blue Blue is hiding beneath
the sofa again Blue's hair is
shedding everywhere I love
Blue because he's always there
I swallowed Blue
I swallowed decades
of spiked-unacceptable It was bust
or let out so I screamed
at light-hole in the sky*
became a symbol of my-sorrow my-brokenness my-what-broke-me
I shouldn't have
blamed the moon :
powerless to move so still
a swallow
would betray the silence
of bone carrying inside itself the
memory
of everything I wouldn't have been
without you
* (you changed my relationship with the sky)
* (you changed my relationship with the sky)
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