Poems and stuff

I am an ocean not a Diagnosis.

it’s easy to feel

Trapped

In an Aquarium-

stuck

staring at this one tank

of floating frayed pieces

of Myself -

erratic,

catching on each other,

tangling in an infinite loop.

It’s easy to put blinders on

And think

“ This is Me.”

But there are other

Creatures swimming

In my depths.

Some magnificent,

Some iridescent,

Some that can

Leap right from the water and FLY.

And the water in- between

Holds them All.

I am an ocean

Not my diagnosis.

We’re multi-sided

We can break light

Into infinite colors.

But Some of us

only see two-

Pink and Blue.

Two colors

Two walls

That encircled an ensnare.

We’re supposed

to stay inside,

Everything you need

Is there.

But it’s no prism

It’s a prison.

There’s so much pain

Fitting into a box.

There are Heroes ,

thank the skies-

Knocking down walls,

Kool aide pitchers

Without the poison inside.

They’re shaking out

The lies of this

Binary system.

I have those

Blue Pink glasses on

like a second pair of eyes.

But i’m learning

What it is

To see without them.

What it is to

Let in unfiltered

Light.

It’s freedom,

That’s what it is.

Round and round they go

Hands clasp and unclasp.

One always leaves too soon.  

The other waits.

Round and round they go.

When they pass by each other again

they embrace,

but time always makes them 

separate.  

There is always a parting

and always a reunion. 

Hands clasp and unclasp.

12:00 1:05 2:10 3:15 

4:20 5:25  6:30  7:35

8:40 9:45 10:50 11:55

12:00

Tick tock

Goes the heartbeat 

Time is:

A height chart 

on your childhood bedroom wall.

the cell division of a 3mm seed in soil 

building a Giant Sequoia.

Time is:

Honey, 

Sweet and Sticky.

A leash that drags you away.  

A traffic jam,

raspberry jam.  

Time is: 

a cycle, creation, birth

3,2,1 begin 

and when it ends

Begin again. 

My anger was a glass elevator,

rising like hot steam,

trapping me in ways I could not see.

The cage eventually broke

into sugary shards.

I played Elton John

and imagined dancing in the stars.

I danced my way back to earth

singing:

“I think it’s gonna be a long, long time

‘Til touch down brings me

round again, oh no no....”  

I sent a night butterfly to you.

It will become what you need:

A companion, relief,

or perhaps a goodnight’s sleep.

Turn me into water-

A Cascade of Stars.

I want to fall from stone

Into the thrill of a River.

I want to run and shine

All the way to the Sea. 

Taylor- what would your love monster look like?  @taylorswift

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