a poem a day: day three

"every ending is a new beginning"

I think there is a way to honour the other
that allows us both to thrive
and this is what I seek to share with the world
however imperfectly

every ending is
an invitation, an invocation, a new beginning
and a little death, all at once

I’ve long been fascinated with
the idea of having
an orgasmic death— not just
with what it would entail, but
what it would require

and the way it would stretch

me into a new state of consciousness

I like playing with
fonts, styles, flow
here

I like breaking rules and
being the change I want to see and
most of all
being changeable

I like forgetting about being good
I like believing I am good just by being myself
I like being okay with being bad
I like expanding my self-concept

it is…

holy

it is…

comforting

it is…

free

and in every moment, you/I/we are free
to choose

and I never want to forget

this simple bliss
this sacred power
this profound responsibility

amidst the cacophony overhead

I never want to lose my head
or my senses

I just want to love

I just want to love
I just want to love

life as love, death as love, and life as death

Photo by Efe Kurnaz on Unsplash

I want you
I love you

I love apologising to you

I love the humility

there is a beauty to
dissolving before you

there is a beauty to
embodying chaotic wretched humanity

there is a beauty to
loving myself in my wretchedness

there is a beauty to
all things

and my poetry is
circular art, for me
I like to

imagine what it might be like
just to exist

we could have our own little world
and maybe we’d be happy there