This is what it is like.
Sep. 30th, 2013 06:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It is like every room you walk into
is at least one size too small.
It is like every invitation you receive is a courtesy
and the only polite response is to refuse.
It is like everyone insists on calling you by someone else's name:
someone dead, whom perhaps you loved.
It is like being invisible, or that one inconvenient
piece of furniture,
forever
shoved
out of the way
without a thought,
except for faint exasperation.
It is like I am drowning
in the scales I have torn from your eyes.
This is what it is like, or what it is like in words.
is at least one size too small.
It is like every invitation you receive is a courtesy
and the only polite response is to refuse.
It is like everyone insists on calling you by someone else's name:
someone dead, whom perhaps you loved.
It is like being invisible, or that one inconvenient
piece of furniture,
forever
shoved
out of the way
without a thought,
except for faint exasperation.
It is like I am drowning
in the scales I have torn from your eyes.
This is what it is like, or what it is like in words.
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Date: 2013-09-30 05:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-09-30 06:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-09-30 05:54 pm (UTC)this line:
"It is like everyone insists on calling you by someone else's name:
someone dead, whom perhaps you loved."
That really snapped something into focus for me.
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Date: 2013-10-01 11:00 am (UTC)This made me shiver.
Date: 2013-10-01 03:08 am (UTC)And how sick to my stomach it makes me, too.
Re: This made me shiver.
Date: 2013-10-01 11:01 am (UTC)This - was written in anger and despair, and I find it hard to feel emotion rather than bleakness in it now, later, but - here we are, here I am, and every word is true.
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Date: 2013-10-01 11:51 am (UTC)Do you publish your poetry, apart from here? If you have a chapbook somewhere, I'd love to buy one.
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Date: 2013-10-01 12:36 pm (UTC)