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fly (rewrite)

remember in my ramblings when i rambled about my poem ‘fly?’??? well i fixed it 😁

i like it a lot more now but it’s changed quite a significant amount. it’s less about the weight of the human condition i think.

by the way! i saw a lovely article (ish?) about how language is limiting and we will never be able to put into words the agony of the human experience. i’m not sure i agree with that - but i digress, i’m far too partial for words. some things are far more sacred when untouched by the pollution of words though; some things are far too precious for us to try and articulate. let them be, unruined by the possessive nature of humanity.

anyway! hope u like the poem, i have a few others i’ll post tonight ❤️

song: over thinker - faze wave


i think a lot about flying


maybe if i sit quiet enough,

stare hard enough,

i’ll float away like the

gentle curve of a well engineered

road


i think about big red welts

on the soft cush of my back

i picture them; jagged and upset

and tearing away at the seams of what i am


i think about what was there

about purity i lose within my body,

about the warmth of my hands

that run cold-blooded now


i think about the wings i had once,

to fly away and fly into the people i love,

the warmth i might’ve yielded to

spread gold back into it all


i think about unfinished sentences and

lead in my feet


lead and iron and other heavy things


heavy things like moments i turn

over my index and ring finger,

immortalised feelings that latch onto the

fleshy vulnerability of my heart.


heavy things like memories

of moments

that didn’t happen,

boxes of photos of

people i don’t know,


Parts of me i left in places i

haven’t been.


i think about the welts and think about if i’m enough;

i cannot fly, i cannot fly

with the weight in my feet


i cannot fly,

i cannot be your Angel;

can i still be enough to love you?


i think and i think,

until i say yes


i wont wonder if my touch is enough

to soothe your agony,

but it’s enough to soothe mine


i wont try to find all of the pieces

of your heart

on my bedroom floor,


i’ll just love you until i am Whole again,

and love you more

because we are One.

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