1.
if your story is dull
water on stone
wearing you down until
one day there’s this
deep depression
right in the center of you
and there’s nothing left
to study but that hole
in your middle
and the whole has teeth
and the money never comes
and you find your eyes
they weigh a thousand pounds
the boulder that is
your whole your hole
and it has teeth. rotten
teeth that ache in your mouth
and gnash in your sleep
2.
if your story is horrible
and plain when it lays
beside the pain of the world
and the hole grumbles
and sends its stuff all over
your aching body
and all your friends have
wholes too,
and aching bodies
and terrible stories
and the world is a wave
that crashes on you over
and over on all of you
and you try to keep each other’s
hands but your fingers slip
away from each other
and all your pain and your
aching bodies and the
drone of the wave
it’s so loud
so fucking loud
but you learn to drown it out
with the television the
internet and those hands
hands you maybe never seen
3.
if you fold these ghosts
into your heart between
two delicate leaves
even as the waves are
crashing and the noise
is echoing through you
and the leaves fall away
one at a time or
in a great rush
and your tears fall
like rain and your screams
disappear into the ocean
4.
if you are lonely and whole
and you’ve met the maw
in your inmost being
if you are sad and aching
and loving and fierce
and exhausted
hold on
hold on
hold on
hold on
hold on
Thank you.
This is so good, billie <3
thanks waex! poetry helps me express my deeper thoughts and feelings that I find hard to express in other formats. making films too but that’s hard to make happen. I love creating things.
Hi. Really like this one a lot. You’re very talented!