stay still and smile

you're nearly perfect just
stop shaking your legs and
try to not be so sensitive

stay still.

the next time you fall
remember that your love
will always be short, superficial
tornadoes

don't worry, it will pass,
they always do.

do we have to cry about everything?
do you have to bring this up at the party?

smile.

some things can't be changed
we bandage paws we don't
build new bodies for the broken ones

it's a life worth living
if you can stay alive
hush and pose with your drink
you know you have to give up things
to be happy

passing through

it is easier for me to think of you
as a mass of severed nerves and slowly circulating blood
as detached, as loosely rooted in the past
as bodily senses but senseless
lacking of emotions
a stagnant pool lacking motion
a piece of driftwood
that once passed through my ocean
rather than the anchor you were