Caves

January 2, 2015 § Leave a comment

Upstairs
A dragon keeps a cat hostage.
Kitty sharpens her claws on his back.

Below
I draw boundaries in salt
Lest he develop a taste for horse meat.

Three months now
We brood in comfy isolation,
Fearing attack from the other side.

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As friends

April 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

As friends
I would appreciate it if you didn’t belittle me
and my ability to empathize based on my experiences.

It would be nice if you didn’t accuse me of projecting
things I keep locked away in the back of my head.

I understand you’re worried about me,
but some things that matter to you
do not matter to me.

And I would appreciate you not prescribing me
emotions I don’t actually feel.

As friends,
I would appreciate you trying to see me clearly
for I know myself best,
despite the assumption you can see
past my clarity.

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