My jealousy is fiercer than your lust
I promise
jealousy, part iii
Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedmy jealousy is
fiercer than your lust—
i promise
every day my eyes
cause me to sin
but i will not pluck them out
why should i?
when instead i can
feast on your happiness
fuel the bitterness and ache
with pictures of all the things
you have which i do not
cover them up!
you’re causing
me to stumble
me, with such a bright future
me, who ought to have it all but only has
leftover bits of things, tiny crumbs
that fall from your table
i want, i want, i want
and all i have
is the sky, this great blue covering
arched and changing day by day
the birds flinging themselves through it
as if it were all there were—
that vast emptiness filled
that great loneliness embraced
all that i ever wanted
was to know myself known
and that has been within my grasp all along
all along, so long as i
let go my grasping
so long as i let go
i don't need to pluck out my eyes after all
just open them to the reckless generosity
of beauty, and then
close them and leap forth—
winged or wingless, it doesn't matter
trusting fully in the sky to hold me
From my poetry collection, Open Things, which is currently only $3.50 on Kindle! And the $12.50 paperback version also makes a great gift.
