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Black January
I am ripping
at my frail seams
this is a habitual exchange
of health for peace
I fasten my frantic attempt
at life just one time
how do I manage
such horrible love?
bitter, I am crying
bitter is this life I own
I wish, I wish
I could claim agony
and so I drop beneath
sand that sings
into my crackling lungs
resurfacing when I do
I am blackened
and splitting as Moses
but the trees are still whispering
and so I stay.
© C.S.G.
at my frail seams
this is a habitual exchange
of health for peace
I fasten my frantic attempt
at life just one time
how do I manage
such horrible love?
bitter, I am crying
bitter is this life I own
I wish, I wish
I could claim agony
and so I drop beneath
sand that sings
into my crackling lungs
resurfacing when I do
I am blackened
and splitting as Moses
but the trees are still whispering
and so I stay.
© C.S.G.
