This Field is Requiredqd

This Field is Requiredqd

A Poem by Ty

Steam of concious


Within the spacious gap
living and looking
and parallel to it
a solitary word
and a being

And lifting my tiny wrists
wanting them
to brush the canvas
wanting the canvas
wanting the canvas to speak

Charred roots
crying somewhere
climbing somewhere
shaking and
well to undo

Break my weight
and take it
as I bring it up
in conversation
in the toilet

Love me
Place me in a field
Open again
what I saw
when I wasn't

And tell me
please tell me
how to relieve
this tetanus
these stitches

In celebration 
of the occurence
I will gladly
for you
break the structure
of this nonsense in half

© 2017 Ty

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Added on September 7, 2017
Last Updated on September 7, 2017
Tags: sad, depression, love, purity



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