spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Part of me wishes
you would notice
the diamonds falling
from my rimmed eyes
the other part of me
wonders how, why
don’t you see them?
Part of me wishes
you would leave me
alone with my thoughts,
my angst, my despair
the other part of me
wonders how, what
would I do if you did?
Part of me wishes
you would hold me
so tight against your chest
covering all my scars
the other part of me
wonders how, why
would you even want to?
And still I hope
And still I dream
And still I cry myself to sleep
Yes, part of me wishes
you would love me
tenderly, wonderfully
without stipulations
the other part of me
wonders how, how
you could e’er be so patient?
©️tara caribou – 2018
original artwork and the occasional rant
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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It must be the best part of you that wants those things.
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It surely is the best part
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This is haunting and beautiful. Very well done.
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Oh! Thank you so much.
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You are welcome
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I wishing these too ✌…..lol
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beautiful, hun..
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Thank you
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