Michelle Sho - 2

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1.

they said "fell"
dear isabelle, all that you felt! you were.
your brave, young body. alone
and so lonely 22 stories up in heaven.

we meet frequently, but oh so little do we see!
and dare to open.

i am mutilated by my love. i want you!
not myselves. the two sides-
an endless mirroring of sea and sky.
we grow to fall and fall to grow.


2.

i never wanted it born
it wasn't meant to form

but
always

rupture.


what if i know what i am
and can't stop it?

i look for qualities in people
the way i'm looking for my father in the universe.

and cry for all the wrong reasons.


3.

dying is like sex, i don't know which is sweeter.

it pricks its own flower and horrifies my senses.

my love stuffs feathers in my brain
blanketing and choking me to a comfortable
airless
end


it will calm me. calm me. my nakedness will show
no gleam. and i only smile to detract attention.

the racy flesh packed away underneath like lace lingerie.


4.

this dizzy, buzzing, hummingbird whizzing love will not last


but i strain to kiss him across the globe!

thinking the dark spells have left me.

i'd kept the black daisies
(the ones that crave for the centre to be sucked out)
locked away from myself
2 years later they bloom in my throatbox

i cough and swallow and vomit and know i'll never be enough.


5.

saw you for a second and you make me possible.

a love to end all love- say yes if you want it dangerously deep
i dive to welcome the ocean's warm breath, deleting me,

jellyfish tingle past, bubble, bubble, bull sharks. chasing catfish.
and gentle creature of white belly wings guides gracefully

of all the vastness of sea and the grandness of land, the shadowy ray and i
flew together touched with mutual admiration,

in time we will be prime like an expressible soup.

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from the land

there was a cave
full of glowworms
shaping the
darkness
with their beauty.
this is where
i want to be,
in visible
coast to cloud.
drinking
silence 
from notes of wind
a touch of hairy
spine, silky moss
crumbling in gaps

i am calm to dying
the way a chrysalis
divides itself-then
metamorphisis.
it is the body 
of science and soul
the sun 
in your hands
cupping the moon of my earth
i can
hear native stories
unbroken streams
lovers lost for
each other

in a field of bones
and twilight weeds
where your scars 
feel like stones on the
landscape, as immoveable
mountains and gods
i tie your arms
around me
press my heart to
poetry in single
moments
and hope they
shine
with my belief
in you

anzac

soldier
you are free now

cream of the crop

how to define a destiny?

in the dirt and mud
on frontlines
faraway terrains
the dry mountains and the herders

home is on the west coast
home is with angela

an angel.

all the sleepless nights
you stood in protection

freedom is not free

and the water stayed black as
partial beams of light
danced like crystals over
the breakers
14 silhouetted surf boats raise
     their oars to the dawn

ashes are laid at sea

we drink the salt air, the
melancholia of bagpipes

you never let go of
holding
my fingers
between
your
fingers


soldier


your service is
who we are

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