"Honey" charcoal, pastel on paper River 2023
my heart fills up backwards
with cement and horseflies
no blood
no more
and i'm being eaten alive
once upon a morning i thought
i'd pray to god
your god, my god, his god, their god
i shout amen, so be it,
until my voice was all gone
but the night came
as it always does
i turned to stone once more
freezing, the holes in my soul
but then the holes fill with honey
smoother and sweeter than me
my heart fills up backwards
cement and honey
i think i will pray
to be eaten alive
but your hands
my hands
their hands
my heart lives floating
so lighthearted above the city
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River Joy
I make things with paint and words and light. I was once described as an asshole with Mr. Rogers vibes.
Comments (6)
Even the hardest of hearts might become softened & become sustenance for others.
Interesting read🤔
Unusually unique. I like it.
I think I once visited this chapel. A moving and relatable poem.
I understand why you chose to share this on Vocal+Assist based on your theme for the day. This definitely deserves more recognition!
River this is just beautiful x The circularity of numb, light hearted acceptance is just perfect x And you painted the picture! Truly so talented!