walking
"i know how to walk from here to there"
okay, i muse back,
"so walk through fires with me, walk through"
i cant. i never have been able to.
the places that i walk from are the mouths of cavernous houses.
and from them ive only just realised i can leave.
"i will give you wings and a heart and a lust for the finer things"
good, i need an incentive.
"but you must act upon that incentive, grasp it by the neck and kiss it"
"feel an ache and know you're dying, tis the human experience."
i always ache,
my emotions ache. its strange to ache everywhere but physically.
ive been laying in the same position for years and my back aches.
Holden Moncrieff
Sun 20th Nov 2022 04:42
A genuinely powerful, meaningful poem, Nadia! 🌷