ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
pull out your lashes,
cry if you must.
eat 'til you're sick,
or don't eat at all.
sleep through the thick
of the summer, the fall.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
stare in the mirror,
break through the skin.
is it just fear, or
hope still within?
float like a feather,
sink like a boat
lost in bad weather
with salt in your throat.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
11.12.2016
an old draft
ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
pull out your lashes,
cry if you must.
eat 'til you're sick,
or don't eat at all.
sleep through the thick
of the summer, the fall.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
stare in the mirror,
break through the skin.
is it just fear, or
hope still within?
float like a feather,
sink like a boat
lost in bad weather
with salt in your throat.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
dust to dust.
pull out your lashes,
cry if you must.
eat 'til you're sick,
or don't eat at all.
sleep through the thick
of the summer, the fall.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
stare in the mirror,
break through the skin.
is it just fear, or
hope still within?
float like a feather,
sink like a boat
lost in bad weather
with salt in your throat.
let your heavy heart sink like a stone.
let the sea rock you slowly to sleep.
let your broken parts remind you that you're all alone
and there's no need to hide when you weep.
unborn
i never asked for my people to mourn.
never asked for my actions to suffer their scorn;
never asked for their piece when my burden was shorn.
never asked for their time, never asked to be born.
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