i told you that i was a lion
and you picked up that worn wooden stool
and faced me down anyways
when i spooked like a terrified horse
always prepared to run and trample
you told me to be not afraid
and you called me back with gentle words and a steady hand
when i open my mouth
and show you all of my rotten teeth
you smile and kiss me anyways
you tell me to take off my makeup
because you like what’s underneath
if my flaws and imperfections were an altar
you would be there on your knees
❤
(originally written august 7, 2024)
hospital vespers 