unrelenting force
deep seated urge
need to devour
hunger for more
never staying satisfied
always searching
to feel the high again
only to begin anew
Tag: life
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libido
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being aroace
me not wanting to have kids
me not feeling attraction
me not understanding what all the fuss is aboutme failing to express myself
why do I have to reproduce?
why do I need to fall in love?
why do I want to exchange bodily fluids?me failing to understand expectations
me finding words
me finding support
me finding resourcesme finally able to talk
me knowing I don't need to do anything
me knowing there are others like me
me knowing that I can contributeme feeling proud to be asexual
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sometimes
sometimes
I feel lost
and lonely
like I'm all alone
out theresometimes
I feel the joy
of the whole world
resonating
within mesometimes
I feel the burden
of being me
among
otherssometimes
I don't care
what others
think or say
about mesometimes
I feel to much
and I do care
what others
do and say
to mesometimes
the world is
a cruel place
to live insometimes
I want peace
and quiet
without
fightingsometimes
I want
belonging
without
outingsometimes
I wish
sometimes
could be
every timesometimes
maybe
all of us
could be
a little bit
more inclusivefor all of us
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conflicting rest
every time I feel the need to rest
it feels like there is something very important I must doevery time I rest
it feels like I am accomplishing nothingevery time I succumb to exhaustion
it feels like half a day is goneevery time I am barely rested
it feels like I need to make up for unused timeevery time I think about rest
it feels like I need to justify it to myself -
experience life
take a picture
make a flower
wake a dogchant a rhyme
plant a tree
grant a wishsmell a breeze
repel a weed
tell a talesteam a meal
esteem a field
dream a cloudcreate a thing
rate a herb
bait a herring -
Guess what they are?
they’re out there to get us
they hunt us
they stalk us like prey
lurking behind every counter
waiting for us, waiting that we make a mistake
watching every step we take
coming to life at the slightest sign of weakness
roaring, pursuing us like the wild animals we are to them
to be hunted, to be herded into cages, for our own protection they say
until we do it ourselves and huddle up in our homes
of fear to go out there
to encounter more of them
they’re everywhere
defining our landscapes, using our spaces, devouring our resources
and we?
we encourage and enable them to do what they want
we watch them day in day out destroying our environment, our livelihood, our means to survive
until the day we go out there and stand up together for our shared future, take back what is ours, reclaim our spaces and start living, being free again
Yes, I’m talking about cars.
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folk dance
clap clap
thump thumpswish swish
strum strumhands in the air
feet on the groundbodies twirling
instruments playinghearing the laughter
feeling the enjoymenteveryone's joining
to celebrate life -
autopilot
counting the minutes
waiting for the buscounting the pages
reading during transfercounting the steps
taking the stairsmore reading
more stairs
more transferswhen did I lose count?
around 500?
around 1000?obviously I don't care any more
obviously I know the way by heart now
obviously I am on autopilot -
resting
a prickling sensation
like tiny insects
crawling through the veinsstretching legs
flapping wings
whipping the tailshaking of the tension
making the insects go away
feeling the need to restlying down
curling up
taking a nap -
break down
at the faintest sound
ready to freezeat the tiniest glimpse
ready to runat the slightest touch
ready to fightevery fiber in the body
prepared for survivalready all the time
prepared for every occasionstill building up the tautness
still tightening more and morenever feeling any of the tension
never sensing the strainuntil the tiny cracks appear
and the muscles tear aparta burning sensation
a lack of strengtheverything tumbling down
everything breaking apartno energy left
just endless rest