the house of wax

the house of wax                               April 15, 2016
i don’t need you to complete me
for that hollow place only God can fill
but i think that i would like for you to love me
such that it would be safe for me to love you
i don’t know how to love halfway
for i don’t know the ways of a swamp
half land and half water
i know the mountains and the desert
where water and soil are separate
i am the wind and the bee
i am soft and sweet honey
or i am a sand storm and a stinger

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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