a resting place.

(For my Aussie)

You have inherited your mother’s spine
Are jellyfish most of the time

And wouldn’t it be delightful if loving for the sake of it were enough
Thought giving would inspire open palms
You do not have to be the catalyst for takers
See he was never interested in who you were
Only who you made him feel like he could be
Until you became the woman neither of you saw coming
And after the anger
And the sessions
And the drugs
There will be lust and regret and fuck you muthafuckas
Nearly carved into skin
Let your rage have a resting place
Unpack it…Like first home after.


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