Spoken Word/Poem: gusty aura – 01/12/21

ambiguous this breath I take
what does it mean
to my whole, how does it relate?
does this sustenance
this air I take
matter in any means of entirety
do I exist for a form of fate?
wonder not into the desert of human traits, deep existence
wander in the sand dunes
heated footsteps
this breath I take
expired and
spent.

there may be many heaves to come
or several to falter as I fall
my ailing heart perhaps
suffers quietly
I need not, want to tell,
for to acknowledge the damage that
I may have already done
performed performed unwind this
travesty
self-abuse this is not a clever tale

forthcoming do I see this
will it fit my puzzle pieces
as I dare to rearrange to dream
to find that final picture without suffering
to exist not exist but live and breathe
with sights song
energy free
 
no more stares
who cares for their thoughts
the ignorant with their opinions whom
do not truly know me
only the visual

they should be taught
not to judge on appearances
have I not worked so very hard
on annihilation of that form
that former suffering
now I live for me
to be
I may have taken it a wee bit far
but at least my efforts are here
billowing like a gusty aura
all about me.
(30/11/21)

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6 Comments

  1. What a beautiful poem…from the title to every single line…absolutely amazing…then I listened to your spoken word…it gave this new dimension…where the words became even more intense & raw…the flow of your words in your voice…oh my ✨❤️💫

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