five in poems
- Jan. 22, 2019, 8:03 p.m.
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i am a stepping stone to your best self
designed for your self discovery
created for your grand epiphany
ears for listening
eyes for witnessing
hands for comforting
heart for loving
i am all you have needed to become yourself
and forget that i was ever a person at all
- emotional labour
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LoveSuicide ⋅ February 07, 2019
You spelled labor with a u.. so are you British? Canadian? Now, I'm totally curious.
Always the candied apple of the eye tastes the sweetest, but yet there is the vile desire that has it left lifeless on the shelf for viewing -- picture pristine and without stimulus.
sloom LoveSuicide ⋅ February 07, 2019
Canadian.
You have beautiful words.
LoveSuicide sloom ⋅ February 07, 2019
Ah, that was my first suspicion, whereabouts do you occupy the great white north?
Oh, hardly are they so when composed and seated right next to your own. ;)
sloom LoveSuicide ⋅ February 07, 2019
Toronto. At least for now.
Where do you live?
LoveSuicide sloom ⋅ February 07, 2019
For now? Not long for Ontario?
I live in the wonderful land of former Canadians known as Cajuns.. well, more accurately I live in New Orleans which isn't full of Cajuns. That's the surrounding areas. There's no better place for beauty and inspiration than this place, I think.
The city has such an old soul.
She is alive.
I think of so many souls that have walked this land, the nexus point to the Americas in this port city, and how confined the energies of all of them are, and it just feels different than elsewhere in my country.
I am rambling!
sloom LoveSuicide ⋅ February 07, 2019
Thank you for your rambles. I delight in them.
LoveSuicide sloom ⋅ February 07, 2019
Flattery will get you everywhere. lol.
I'm a bit of a talker. Spoiler alert.