Throw it All Away

8/23/21

I’ll show you love.
No matter what hate you hold.
The fat on your bones will rot
right into my hand
onto the face of unclear dreams.
I’ll mean you too!
Whatever negativity ensues,
the thoughts always meant clear.
Shake free from it!
Savor in its glory!
Sort out your fame in a box,
where all your blood can clot.
Right into my hand
and throw it all away!
Godammit!

Pain isn’t meant for me,
I’m not its target!
Seep into whoever you see fit,
but not me. Not today!
Rip the lock off the box,
uncuff your hands,
fatten the fluff up,
and bleed every tear!
Everything can be okay,
if you hold on and sway —
And throw it all away!