cooling

I am not ashamed of the layers I have shed without regard to others
nor the layers I have collected at my own flesh and blood beating
a pace I should shroud in fear or guilt or pain. I know nothing
I know nothing of tenderness any longer, I know nothing of docile
I know nothing I know nothing and everything finds me in these moments

I am myself, devoid of feeling or forthright for others not belonging
within this beaten and left for less cage of nights passing with no one to role on to
I am myself in its most settled form, each layer a distant resemblance of the next
I am no longer lover, I am not a provider of pleasure. I am the one in waiting a placemat to soak
the condensation of the happenings surrounding, the light, the wind, shadows that follow, time
by way of sun and rain. I am at a distant horizon but intact, un tethered to the ideal of anyones fancy.

it hurts more then a little.

I feel her emerge.

I feel her emerge
like i myself am crowning
through hello and goodbye
what kind of journey
in any direction

Is this the end or beginning
the separation or tethering

I feel her emerge, who i used to be"
who i have not been, in protection
of the one that hides inside.

Could have remained

no reminisce here just shedding
just leaving the jacket behind
as the sun begins to shine

it could have stayed poetic
between punctuation and
ALL CAPS

it could have stayed in its place
without the inclination to look back

now as my skin cools to a degree i have not felt
i am tempted to say the waves have washed over me
that i will be letting go, my head will not be heavy

perspective of the heart aches i have had and caused
where all the loyalty has begun to nod
i begin to understand our lacking indifference

passion is not always in the heat, in the fire manifest
today i find it deep inside hidden beneath my breasts
its a light that other dim, but only out of ignorance

where i sometimes live.

Sit beneath the red oak
Bury your fear