one day your life will be turned inside out by a knot
someone else loosened. it won't be your fault and it won't be a punishment
or consequence of some action you took
or failed to take. it'll just happen.
you'll be tempted to blame yourself - that's human.
oh ego! keep your feet on the ground. you'll be tempted to beat yourself up, oh!
it's about you!
and me too.
that was the swipe of a feather, the misbeat of a drum, the pebble you tripped on
the crowd that swallowed you whole
the tears your mother shed the day that you were born
the longing, the sweat, the easy frightened laughter let loose at a funeral;
the out of tune piano, the lost child, the tiny blue-black ant
you failed to notice on the edge of your coke can
and the subsequent sour-tasting bite on your lip.
it's a language you don't understand (but love)
and meringue on a pie, and clacking of high heels across a schoolroom floor.
it's your hand clenching in excitement and your mother's perfume
floating down hallways long after she's left.
it's not anything you can control, is what i'm saying.
you need to just feel your body hit the ground and pay yourself some mind,
you just need to put on your dancing shoes once in a while, yeah?
just to stamp around your living room and you need to
fall alone into bed with your heart open to everything it can feel
and answer my text messages
at midnight.
that undone knot means you're free and unbound by
what held you tight before.
i know it's scary, but i'll be waiting way down here
floating, all a-lonely, in the black water, waiting.
so jump.