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Confession in Five Parts

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1.21.13

i.
my mother asked me, "don't
you love yourself in the winter?"
i said, "no, not really," but
i really meant to say
"hardly at all."

ii.
i am disconnected,
double jointed,
arm out of socket,
breath out of lungs.


i know a cold that you don't.
it reaches deep down into my
bones and whispers, "quiver",
with such authority that even
the muscles in my chest comply.

iv.
please, don't teach me your name
if you are going to leave.

you are the one person
i couldn't handle losing
because everybody leaves
but you.

v.
i want to learn to breathe
like i used to, i want to
feel warm air in my lungs,
not catastrophes that leave
bitter tastes in my mouth.
i understand that this isn't one of those rich, in depth poems i've been writing. but sometimes, i don't feel rich or in depth. i feel rather dry. and that's what this is.

i will probably come back and edit this at some point.

any kind comments/critiques for me to keep in mind?
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SilverInkblot's avatar
Hi there! Just a note to let you know that I've featured this piece in my journal :)