Take you in

hijacked amygdala

After the fight

ear buds wet with wax

blood mixed with water

hair in torn bouquet

or nothing

no knife

no marks on her neck

the wound

is sleeping

undisturbed

sitting opposite chaos and destruction

wanting to climb into bed

and absorb

all the regret

two people

in their unspoken fists

will gather

like long reedbed lavender

proud like swept hands

point to sky

I’m a breakable cause

came by way of love

and a brush tip of blood

crossing ochre cloud

with seeking hawk

neither of us imprint

this room

curled against each other

in fitful disorder

and the soft sound of wind

leaching through window pane

sounds like our whispers

of why and when and wherefore

you within myself

I within your consolation

no more noise just

stillness

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8 thoughts on “Take you in

  1. Hey sis….

    I wrote this on (Hijacked Amygdala) :

    The metaphors in this poem are outstanding and wow:

    the wound

    is sleeping

    undisturbed

    sitting opposite chaos and destruction

    wanting to climb into bed

    and absorb

    all the regret

    two people

    in their unspoken fists

    will gather

    like long reedbed lavender

    Peace on both sides…the sun may be in a quench of heat, but when the cool weather kicks in…love, balance, and peace joins us in a harmony of serenity.

    Truly I’m loving this sis. I miss reading you. I love you so much sis. 🙂

  2. ” in their unspoken fists”… The turned backs, no more kiss or wish goodnight, the unspoken can also be good fighters.. Silence, in general, designed in hate will hurt more and longer than we can imagine. Two people who in the beginning could not spare a moment apart now long for those moments when they are. Separated. Silence. Severe.

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