Chubmeister 5000
@cloudofballoons
i bless you with the healing power of love
Chubmeister 5000
@cloudofballoons
i bless you with the healing power of love
“I praise my mortal love. I praise their only / violation: being born a pike / who flies among the stars;” — Natasha Oladokun (@natashawritesthings) . . . Lust (I) by Natasha Oladokun A useless want: All outlet and no plug, or whatever it was the preacher called the thing we make, my love and I, together. A waste, a broken circuit in a wall, no, worse than this—for who can steal from God and live? You’re gone already, dust. You’ve thrown Him over for a passing, mortal fraud. I praise my mortal love. I praise their only violation: being born a pike who flies among the stars; I praise the tug that keeps us tethered to our Maker, tug the cord with which our pleasures soothe and strike. My brain, a house of lightning and of prayer. I dream, and kill the preacher living there. . . . This poem appeared in The Yale Review (@yalereview), 2024. Shared here with deep gratitude. . . . #readalittlepoetry #NatashaOladokun #readalittlepoem #poetry #poetrydaily #readpoetry
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