walking

"i know how to walk from here to there" 

okay, i muse back, 

"so walk through fires with me, walk through" 

i cant. i never have been able to. 

the places that i walk from are the mouths of cavernous houses. 

and from them ive only just realised i can leave.

"i will give you wings and a heart and a lust for the finer things"

good, i need an incentive.

"but you must act upon that incentive, grasp it by the neck and kiss it"

"feel an ache and know you're dying, tis the human experience."

i always ache, 

my emotions ache. its strange to ache everywhere but physically. 

ive been laying in the same position for years and my back aches. 

 

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Comments

Holden Moncrieff

Sun 20th Nov 2022 04:42

A genuinely powerful, meaningful poem, Nadia! 🌷

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 15th Nov 2022 14:51

My emotions ache too-overthinking everything.

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