I Thought We Were Art The Kind That Could Heal Your Paintings Abstract My Writing Surreal Pieces That

I am not a fly on your wall I am an angel with wings I watch you sleeping in your bed Together Then cover you in my feathers

I am not a ghost in your house I am a creature in the sky That can never fly away from you But devour I taste you in the darkest hour

The wings came bleeding out my back Carving open hardened scars The air returning to my lungs I am awake In slumber I am yours to take

I felt alone in my skin No, worse so I was a hostage inside myself Choking on a growing body Suffocating in adolescence

My pretty hair was like rope Tying me to a chair Shackled, cuffed I wore a constricting costume That was too hot and sweaty

And I was stuck there Because my flesh Could not be pulled off Up over my head, yet My bones were aching to breathe

An artist can insert light into the world Reach into their own acid stomach Pulling out their intestines Shining, glowing, posing as hope Let me make it so Let me take my own guts in my hands Twist them and turn them Into a blue and red balloon animal Give it to our tired country The rotten thing does not fester Inside me today. Can I do it? I want to take pieces of myself That have atrophied and heal them Turn them into something resembling art

It's in the sound of the crunch and The texture I feel in my shoes as The dead leaves crumble under my feet Breaking between my sole and the street

It's that darkest time of year again When I'm taken back to autumn After the colors have blown away And the world turns a numbing grey

I don't know how you held my love In your hands and just let it all go How you let me slip between your fingers And die face up beneath the snow

It's the howl of painfully naked trees I know them well, I cried with them And every year since I've cried again Because I don't know how to unfreeze

Frost came and bit the earth, Snowflakes fell like feathers. Crystals landed cold upon me, Some were just the weather.

Icicles dripped upon my heart And froze it for forever, I think it beats in winter squalls, Although it's just the weather.

When the divine was Forming me up in The heavens I was born a soul

Given a body To puppet To express myself To shape ideas

I was given a heart Because I was love Made physical A being of passion

Taught language To write To create worlds Of flowing emotion

I was gifted curiosity A spiritual journey Unfolding within As joy and wonder

In the womb I grew a brain As an afterthought Or maybe by mistake

Pull me along On those strings you Claim belong to a Heart Carelessly you Dragged me down You tore my Spirit apart

If I were as cruel As you make me feel I would help you Break Sticks and stones Crushing your bones You made a Grave mistake

We speak in tongues The wicked we Me and my anxieties

Losing peace And lost to sleep No sleep tonight for me

My words are jumbled Mumbled sounds Can you find them In the lost and found?

Insane is pain In painful times These chains aren't yours But mine

I was assigned fire at birth Or so the star mappers say And I can identify with that With the colors, the heat Fire is a passion, yes, I am that

Water I've always envisioned As quiet, calm, serene But I met water as a flash flood There were never any warnings

I swam without being doused How is that possible? But it's something I've never Known since, water is wet after all

I can relate to earth, to air In fact, these elements speak to me More than fire or water have So I've belonged to both of them

Fire and water though How steamy we were together You'd think we would have clashed But we were purple, complementary

Time is the only element I've been seen with these days Water, at the end of it all My body consists mostly of you Which is really quite an apt metaphor

Little spider by the window Resting in the shade I like your coloring I like the web you made

You're hanging upside down In your messy little nest I wonder if you're hungry Or eating tiny pests

I don't know where you came from You suddenly appeared I hope you stay a while I like that you are here