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The Trinity with Saints Peter and Bernardine of Siena, late 16th century-early 17th century

Ventura Salimbeni, 1568-1613

Musee Fesch, Ajaccio, Corsica, France

Today I am breaking

Cracking really

Under the pressure

Of this sadness

Missing you,

Loving you

Nothing seems to soothe

Beyond the words

Typed into a text thread

You are the only antidote

To this terrible sickness

And I’d swallow every ounce

You willed to give to me

Somehow this makes me

Love and hate myself

In equal measure.

Do I feel like this to you too?

I imagine sending you soothing water

A cool breeze

The type of love that just feels good

And fills you with breath

I hope you can feel it

But If you’re in this entrapment

Just as I am

I think we’ll both only be freed

If we surrender to it.

I want you, deep in my bones, and there’s nothing I can do to shake it. So I succumb instead.

Pity party

I have learned a cruel lesson A lesson which over and over again life has allowed me to glimpse That over and over again I have deluded myself into ignoring Believing contrary Hoping against hope That I matter I belong That all those instances when I have placed the needs and desires of others before my own Would be acknowledged Be reciprocated I cannot begin to describe the desolation which has gnawed the marrow of my bones The volume of my own tears under which I have drowned I am too ashamed to show you my unkempt body For I cannot care for myself Oh yes this is pitiful I am pitiful A fractured tormented version of myself While I believe this to be a temporary state I will never forget the degradation I have suffered Yet perhaps I am afool My beliefs of loyalty Duty Love Outdated Unfashionable I sit on my own Through the haze of medication Trying to ponder the challenges of the day Trying to understand the mysteries of human nature

Delightsofmysoul 12 September 2022

Beauty

there is a beauty in the way you look unconventional is all that it took but the mirror lies and the brain believes it. though our eyes can see the heart will never feel because unconventional is just another word for ugly. though, is that how you truly feel? perhaps back when insecurities ruled the life words thrown, cut the good inside and somehow the brain tricked us once upon a time that the mirror cannot lie what you see, should truly be the truth but let me tell you something though... i might not be above the words that rooted in your soul but i have eyes that see beauty beyond the outside and you shine bright and vivid as though you were designed it creates feelings and inspiration at its best because being just you and your beautiful self is what is best.

thoughts after 10 pm

life is heavy company

find the corner where you won't be disturbed and find solace in your water glass

with the tipping of water you can pause this earth

look, nothing matters

the floor is wet but it will dry

so much possibility if you stare through the bottom long enough

it ripples, changes shape

you can avoid the shadows or splintering light this way, a clap on the hand

dull it through the glass

wait for your guest to be shown the door and finally

disappear off down in the dusk

As I’m drifting closer to sleep

I can feel your lips on my lips

Your intoxication on my hips

The heat rising in your chest

My heart begging to be undressed

And I know I’d willingly fall

My mind forgetting it all

To plunge deeper and deeper

Into your memory’s kiss