Stay awake littl'un

Stay awake
Keep breathing
Wriggle your toes.
Remember the clouds above
and how you marvelled at them that time
looking out of the aeroplane window.
Mouth wide open at their beauty.

Feet on the ground
Breathe deeply
It’s love.
But it can’t block out
the dewy grass beneath you
and the way the rain glints
on every surface.

Hold tight
Be patient
as the world turns.
Time won’t keep up
with your beating heart
and your rasping breath.
Won’t sympathise with your feelings of lust.

If you choose to seek refuge in
the cave that is love:
That’s dark and cloudy with your imagination.
Don’t come crying, that
you can’t see the clouds
can’t feel the dew.
Can’t breathe.

Can’t stay awake.


Indigo Bloo

Stay awake littl'un by

Knowing what I do now, having turned to buddhism and found so much love and understanding there, romantic love is (for me) like a nicely tinted light that we sometimes experience and cast over our lives and the world, as we see it.

I wanted to write this to remind me (as though I were a little girl, reporting my first crush to my mother) to stay awake to the joys of the world and keep things in proportion.

Otherwise, I know from experience, you invest a lot in a human being (like any other) and become blind to the pure, objective joys of the world and everything without that person feels grey. To me that’s not love. It’s delusion.

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