For Esme – With Love and Squalor

For Esme – With Love and Squalor

I hope you see
Long before I ever did
That no one knows shit
About who
Or what
Or why
You should be.
And so the world is yours,
To sculpt into relief
Across the boundless slab
Delivered at our feet
When we fall
Into this indifferent world.

I hope you fail
Miserably,
Spectacularly,
Repeatedly,
Going down in burning flames,
In a fire so intense
Your eyes and ears seal shut
And your hands melt into fists
And your toes no longer bend
So that you must find a way
To make them work again
And then you’ll understand
What it means to see
For the first time
Through your own eyes
And hear
Through your own ears
And feel
With your own hands
And walk
On your own feet.

I hope you have the strength
To be utterly weak,
Transparent,
Vulnerable,
In the face of everything
This world is not.

I hope that you are keen
To the selfish heart of man
So that you might fight,
At least once in your life,
For something greater than yourself.

I hope you forge
A list of regrets
To match in length,
And scale,
And scope,
The list of proud accomplishments
You’ll call your own.

I hope you find the courage
To deny yourself
Things you want
But should not have,
So that you might feel
The exquisite pain
That is life’s sweetest reward:
That of rising
Above your form.

I hope you fall in love
So hard
That when you land
It splits your skull
Shattering your brain and heart
Into thousands of pathetic pieces
With edges that melt and bend
Until their original form
Is lost forever
Like the breath you exhale
Into the ever expanding universe.

I hope that life
Tears you limb from limb,
So that you might mend,
Like a broken bone,
And emerge stronger
Than you were made
Or meant to be.

For Esme - With Love and Squalor

For Esme – With Love and Squalor

2 Comments

  1. Susana Altuglu 10.09.15 at 1:01 AM - Reply

    Powerful and at The same time, beautiful…!

  2. Susana Altuglu 10.09.15 at 1:02 AM - Reply

    Powerful, and at the same time, beautiful…!

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