Amidst the Riot, Kisses
i liked you so much i thought i
could love you so
when the riot rose and rose and smoke
came like every riot before and you
were screaming –
when the shields were fighting fingers,
boots and teargas, cops
and we were the living wall;
when they overtook us and i
saw you fall-
so came the quiet so i
could take your tears, oh
beauty, take your slender digits and
little shoes take
those lips choking on crying, take
so the flare-flashes could light
your eyes so
i kissed you,
i kissed you.
i kissed you and held you and oh i liked you so much
i thought i could love you, and i loved you there
under the drumming of
hard and heavy
boots
sometimes i get to thinking of humanity and it makes me so desperately sad. i think: if you could watch someone’s life, from the moment they were born, how could you not love them? to watch them navigate the terrible passage of birth, screaming, and everything that made them who they are playing before you like a beautiful screenplay; how could you not love them if you understood them? if you could do nothing but watch as life knocked them down, and each time, bloodier, they got back up? i love so desperately the whores who got back up after countless heartbreak and lived. i love so desperately the children who died wanting nothing but their mother’s smell in their nose. i love so desperately the men who shoot their guns and kill, kill, kill, and then go home and put off their own meek and hopeless deaths, for fear. i love the men whose hands are bloody but from furious working. i love the children who survive by brutalizing one another. i love the women who’ve been made to be nothing but the body for countless children to feed. the soldier getting dressed to die. the lawyers, hairdressers, grocery baggers, poachers. humanity. every one of us, alive, thinking, breathing, fucking, dying, crying, hoping. every one of us the child of some mother, somewhere, worrying.
(Source: hemptemples)
<3 conveluding captives kiss / coax kitten coos, keeping calm
