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  • Renée Michaud
    • Mar 13, 2022
    • 1 min read

it was too much blank for you

Updated: May 1, 2022

it was too much blank for you - aback

coyness spilling over

a cup i regret filling

all of it, you felt and feared in silence

just as i did you

across a distant city


i laid my delighted heart and smile and loins

in water

for you

pressed pulp, held newness bursting

cosmic flowers made of supple skin and laughter


blank...


you read cute in blue

purple bleeding and rose in needing

pulled a blank trigger of many

too far open for you

our shadows and northern lights dance

carefully


part of me is falling for part of you

she is my pen name - no red ink

fragments of self and spirit


i will scare you into the love that you fear

and crave


- Uneety

March 13, 2022


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