(don’t) Live

Run

What from? I would

Ask my dread

But instead it pried open

my ribs, crushed this heart

and, run

it planted into it

Run from what?

Run

until your lungs can carry air no longer

That was then,

be still

Now it tells,

very still

But why?

rest your back upon earth

let her claim you again

But how?

let her vegetate and grow her

life upon you, crush you

with fear, and the weight of your sins

I see,

be still

be earth

I see,

until your lungs carry air no longer

13 thoughts on “(don’t) Live

  1. Damnnnnn 👏 I don’t write poems so I’m no expert either, but from the way it’s so evocative, it’s pretty damn good, regardless of what it is. So happy to be reading you 😊

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