onsdag 15. januar 2025

◇☆ remember that little human ☆◇

Remember
You are still
All you have been 
That little kid
Drawing green worms
And rainbows
With thick chalk
On summer roads
Remember 
That sweet sent
Of thick warm plastic
From blown up pools 
and rainjackets
Remember
Mudpiles and wet brown socks
Buckets of sand 
And millions of little hands
Bubblegums and hairclips and beads
Remember 
Somewhere in you
A little human sleeps

But in the fog of autumn
Behind black trees reaching
You carried the cold shadows
In your hands 
And stuffed them in pockets
Wormlike crawlings
And in later days
You were that quiet wormlike insect
Hunched over a sweaty skewed school desk
Cutting your tounge
Pinching red into your hands
Locked to floors inside corridors
No chalk or light or strawberry jams

You were that little kid
Where the feet where sharp
And the mouths sharper
You were misplased
Under waterfalls
Of rocks, needles and nails

So remember now
As you see your smuged face
In broken mirrors
Behind smoke and neon sun
You are still that little kid
Hands full of worms
And when you raise your voice
Remember 
How innocent and wishful
That little face once was
Remember 
Somewhere deep in you
That little human 
still sleeps

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