Post by Sisyphus on Apr 24, 2015 10:53:16 GMT 8
I watch the threads
with jealousy
weaving ancient stories
my mother never read to me
My muscles tremor
trying
testing
dying to lift
from this gendered nest
forced rest
binary breast
I lift my lyrics
I raise my eyes
I push my body up
to take those first steps
to toddle
to blunder
to fall
to rise
in hopes that my stride
becomes as steady
as smooth
as sure
as your poetry
with jealousy
weaving ancient stories
my mother never read to me
My muscles tremor
trying
testing
dying to lift
from this gendered nest
forced rest
binary breast
I lift my lyrics
I raise my eyes
I push my body up
to take those first steps
to toddle
to blunder
to fall
to rise
in hopes that my stride
becomes as steady
as smooth
as sure
as your poetry
