Weightless
written by: Gina Gallyot
I am Liquid bone
Sieved through time
Strained against a life
Of rivers flowing
And ending in seas
I am flesh torn and rubbed raw
A collection of imprints
Unraveling like blue tattoos
Across pale moonlit skin
I am the covering of all
And of nothing, boneless
Inappropriately mentioned
Sour on your tongue
I am parts, a discard
Disembodied but full
Following no rules
I pattern at will
I am you, who sees
Beyond borders
And secrets
I am quiet now,
I am still weightless
I live on the equator but long for snow. I write because I want to be heard above the chaos of my life.
Latest posts by Gina Gallyot (see all)
- Weightless - August 29, 2020
- Shadows Hold Me Tighter - May 22, 2017
- A Walk In The Snow - May 10, 2017
