You speak a language I have
Forgotten, move in ways that
Stir me like another life
Tag: infj
Diminishing Returns
Talking to you is just such
A waste of time, yet I keep
On doing it and feel worse
Kindness
Compassion needs no
Garnish, for it makes all it
Touches beautiful
Companion
I can’t stand myself
Sometimes, so maybe you could
Stand with me awhile
Sinister
With my left hand I
Tell the stories of my pain
That my right ignores
Fragile Hopes
This web I’ve woven,
Tangled knots, best intentions,
Recriminations,
If I could ignore,
Everything I’ve been before,
Perhaps I’d perform
The way they want me
To. I dance and sing, smiling
All the while, dead.
An Island
I am the one who
Cares, not one cared for. I give
To others, they don’t
Give to me. Alone
Is the only time when I am
Of one mind. Relief.
Door Slam
Better plan a quick
Funeral because you are
Fucking dead to me.
Strings Attached
My father told me
“From whom much is given much
Is expected in
Return.” Now I see
That’s not how gifts work. That’s how
Bank loans and contracts
Work. Gifts are freely
Given and received, not to
Count the cost. My life.
Herman’s Hermitage 