Acceptance
Your name comes to my lips
when I kiss and reach bliss
yet you have naught to do with it
This unconscious rememberance is recognition of how
I hold on tight while letting go
like a snake
hanging head dangling down from the bough
bearing it all
bending from the weight of the fruit
I gave too much
like the branch
I break
like a piggy bank smashed
with a hammer made of kisses
the hiss
All that mattered was how much you could get
So tough
it was
to wake up
The light
dawning through seams sewn so carefully together
and so easily unstitched when stretched
It's not a glitch
I come unhinged
More of you falls out each time
I leave
more of you behind
Letting in that light in his eyes
shining into mine
I learned to face my lies
Your name
comes to my lips like a proof of life
We live and died once, or twice
Pay the endless price
to try again with a hand that holds
the needle and pulls
the thread
requires me to remember how I bled
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