Aveugle Poem by Luciel Dawning

Your storm came
Then left, with the ships chasing after it
What seemed like normal chatter
Suddenly became violent bickering in your ears
Ringing
Violence
Ringing
All you ever hear is bicker, and silence.

So you were blind.
You said you were a shield. You said you were the shelter
A fort without eyes
You said you were meant to protect
Her, them, me,
Your intangibles.
And if in weakness
You could throw yourself at our feet
You would
And you’d build us a home from the inside out
Line the ceiling with your misogynistic stories
Pave the floors with your genetic flaws
And you’d weave your dreams into a blanket
And wrap the blanket around me.

How broken are you, really?
Or maybe I’m the broken one.
I can’t tell.
Who are you worshipping?
Your head is filled with so many empty deities
And you’re the monk in their eyes.
Discontent, I walked in
And broke one of your gods
But you said it was okay because it was me.
“But don’t touch anything else. “

(I wanted to break her too
I really, really wanted to break her
I’ve never hated someone as much in my life
Did you honestly think her body was made of gold?
She is just toxic fluorescence
To which only you are immune.
She stung me, she will sting everyone else and make them hers
And they will only think well of the criminal.
I wish you could let me break her)

I think I could fail you
You think I could fail you too
But you’re so blind
And a part of me wants to be blind with you.