i found you on my doorstep
where you stood shivering in the cold.
i took you inside
where i told you to hang your heart
on a hook so it too will warm up.
i made you hot chocolate
and you told me the names
of all the bones you knew,
all the books you’ve read.
we compared lists
of all the places we wanted to see,
things we wanted to do.
tomorrow i will let you borrow my coat when you leave,
hoping you’ll forget your heart on the hook.
Once upon a time,
there was a beautiful woman
born of two universes.
One of dread.
One of hate.
She was never quite sure
which universe she was in,
until she was submerged
in consequence.
On occasion the two universes
would become blurred
and she would become both beings-
to be one of power
and one of spite.
She saw herself in a different light
-or perhaps in none at all.
She felt her veins run fire
as she pulled away from pity
and she pulled inside to divine.
The legend lasted for so long,
she devoured her own conscience.
The ache got lost in loathing
and the hate took up its arms,
and she became the being
that shouldn’t exist at all.
If the whole world was blind, how many people would you impress? No amount of physical beauty, will ever be as valuable as a beautiful heart. Lend me your eyes,
I can change what you see...