big moments are shared,
while small ones are forgotten
laying waste after a volcanic eruption in your heart
moments where ideas and love came together were rare
but they did happen like the cracks whirling into forges
lava flowing naturally like hair over shoulders
burning earth’s skin
and when the small steps toward healing arrive
the danger is forgotten
and in our arms, we find solace
found
rest
today was a day of rest
but a busy body
wouldn’t know about that
they toil and whirl
break and scrub
all in a day’s worth
as the hands on the clock move
day turns to night
but rest doesn’t come easy
to a busy body
there are dishes to put away
clothes to fold
food to prepare
The Inside of Pain
an inner whirlwind
tumbles
all conflict
problems
demonstrated
by a lack of movement
necessary movement
pain disallows
turning body into rock
or putty
ice cold
and steamy
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