KINTSUGI
KINTSUGI
I learned kintsugi so I could fix my favorite broken mug.
The art that meant golden joinery,
Golden repair.
But I never thought about what it meant.
Why would I? I fixed my mug.
Until I broke,
Until I saw cracks within people that I love.
That was the moment I realized
Kintsugi isn't just for fixing ceramics
It is not to say what didn't kill you made you stronger.
It is to show what didn't kill you is now a part of your story.
A significant piece of who you are.
For better or worse,
whether it made you stronger, weaker, or traumatized,
It's. Still. You.
So we pick up the broken pieces of ourselves and the ones we love
And we put it back together with golden glue,
As best as we can.
We assure our loved ones not to conceal their scars
We promise them the glued parts aren't ugly.
That the cracks are now like a golden vein,
a vein through which ichor flows.
The same ichor that Gods bled is now,
Keeping us immortal for a while.
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Achilles, come down (slowed)
Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, come down Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? You’re scaring us and all of us, some of us love you Achilles, it’s not much but there’s proof You crazy-assed cosmonaut, remember your virtue Redemption lies plainly in truth Just humour us, Achilles, Achilles, come down Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof
The kind of love...
I've never felt love like yours
The kind that
heals my inner child who made wrong choices in love and,
overpowers my insecurities with constant reassurance.
When you hold my ragged heart in your hands,
salving what's left of it,
I know it has never seen a safer place.
I've never felt the love I've for you
The kind that
wants you to be happy more than wanting you to be mine and,
has me wishing something for you on every fallen eyelash.
When I sit to pray and ask for your happiness along with others,
instead of our future,
I know the love I've for you is beyond just us.
I've never been in love like ours
The kind that
is better than the ones in movies and,
no amount of lyrics can contain.
When we feel the world stop when our foreheads touch and,
time slow when your lips meet mine.
I know I'm learning what love is.
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