Poems

Our bodies trace time

I got my ears pierced yesterday
I settled into myself years ago but I still try to push myself to change
Every once in a while

I start a new job soon
A new place, a new total context, I've never been there but I'll be settle into it
It wont take long

When I'm there my ears will still be healing

Our bodies trace time, beyond our ideas, they remain physical

Thunder storm

The entirety of space inverted
all altered save the quietly terrified earth
cast small against our focus on the clouds
a gateway to the drama

A new experience

"Maybe you just didn't like the people you dated before"
maybe.
the uncomfortable sex,
the forced "I love you"'s,
the dislike of how they held their bodies,
the feeling of physical disgust at their smiles,
seen together, at once, in their place, explained away,
leaving me frozen for a moment, 
to melt into a joyful, embarrassed idiot.

And now I start to see,
the first long held promise of a future together,
the joy of an equal understanding of our situation
the terror of no longer experiencing this in third person
the shared will to make it work
the knowledge that for once, if it ends, I wont be the one to end it

And now I realise, the lens on my whole life shattered,
feelings don't default into resentment