05.05.12 ♥ 0
Pilgrim Soul
Session Notes, My Cup of Yes Yes & Paper BlogThings from the outside in and the inside out
Dance, when you’re broken open.
Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you’re perfectly free.
- Rumi
— Farewell Song, Janis Joplin
— Saul Williams
The shirt you left
- the nice one with the stripes
the smell is gone.
I kept it in the closet
where I wouldn’t have to see it
but I knew it would be safe
Sometimes I take it out
Sometimes I dare put it on
But it is thin
and inanimate
and dull on its own
It needs me because it doesn’t have you…
And now I see better
why the exchanges
why the back and forth between us
Though severed
we can tie ourselves to the past with these tokens
You have my shirt
- you know the one
and I hope my smell is gone as well
So you have to struggle too.
I was naked
and now am fully dressed
Risen from my bed because I couldn’t rest
I’m waiting on words
again
But the deliverer of them may instead arrive
by semi-surprise
My head is dense
and my core is in knots
I feel physically sick
and I’m hungry but don’t feel compelled to eat
It’s just my problems, my tools, and me
Noone prepares you for this
- especially when you don’t
keep in check
I trusted none wholly
but one
He who I can’t even cry for this moment
because I’m too stunned
so out of and in myself at once
that there are no answers
no certainties
other than, either way things go,
I’m the only one who will always be with me
Jen Ray 2012.
