such is life, i guess.
a sharpness and a poignancy
i have found a sharpness and a poignancy
in the arms of a strange embrace
and i will pull my weight onto your back.
do not scratch your pride, and i will keep
you; not in hesitation but in a pure voice.
displace the feeling, my love -
that when we come together and touch
our bones and eyes and cheeks and scars
from a falling step, we were cursed to
love each mistake and remain perfect
and loyal to our own hearts.
-aidan knight
i have found a sharpness and a poignancy
in the arms of a strange embrace
and i will pull my weight onto your back.
do not scratch your pride, and i will keep
you; not in hesitation but in a pure voice.
displace the feeling, my love -
that when we come together and touch
our bones and eyes and cheeks and scars
from a falling step, we were cursed to
love each mistake and remain perfect
and loyal to our own hearts.
-aidan knight
posted by aidan knight at 1:11 PM
2 Comments:
hesitation is something i know all too well. how have you come across such wisdom in you 19 years, aidan? this poem is not only beautiful, but just what i needed on this cloudy day. thank-you.
next time, it's going to be a limerick.
i read some irving layton the other day,
he's gloomy but at least he's truthful.
ps. thank you so much for the gifts;
i'm listening to sufjan for the third time.
i need to send you a lucinda williams song
that i am into; world without tears.
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