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JOY
Grief in memories
joy in today's arrival
A day I could not have known
was making its way
toward me
longingly
throbbing with anticipation
bursting through its seems
How unceremoniously
Joy opened the front door entered my room
kneeled beside my bed
lulled me out of my fitful sleep talking
dream shocking the
horror right out of me
I’ve been dying to meet you
Joy said
walking me to the window sill
She handed me a mug
and as a waterfall filled it up
with herself
take two sips so you can
build a tolerance
for this fire pouring down your throat
I live to make you come alive
Just wait 'til you see
what a little Joy inside
can do.
By poetry, music, and musingsFor more of my poetry & music: linktree + instagram + substack
_____________________
JOY
Grief in memories
joy in today's arrival
A day I could not have known
was making its way
toward me
longingly
throbbing with anticipation
bursting through its seems
How unceremoniously
Joy opened the front door entered my room
kneeled beside my bed
lulled me out of my fitful sleep talking
dream shocking the
horror right out of me
I’ve been dying to meet you
Joy said
walking me to the window sill
She handed me a mug
and as a waterfall filled it up
with herself
take two sips so you can
build a tolerance
for this fire pouring down your throat
I live to make you come alive
Just wait 'til you see
what a little Joy inside
can do.