Guest Post: Rainbow, by Pinky

You came with the rainbow.
An upside down smile.
You stayed to comfort me.
For a while.

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Pretty

I have been told that I am pretty.
And it sticks out like a pointed finger, like a mistake
Anomalously mingling with the rest of my memories,
The rest of my experience.

Battleground

Here we go, now. Brace yourselves.

There they all stand, plumed and decorated.

Serrated smiles and jagged accoutrements, glinting in the dim, deliberate light.

Deep breath in, shaking, bare all my teeth in a jaggedy smile of my own.

Hope and Magic

The voice in my chest, deep beneath my flesh in the dark regions where the magic lies,

Tells me that the only irrevocable act here is death. From there there can be no tomorrow.

Yet from where I stand, it says, the world unfolds beneath my feet. Slowly, petal-slow, one at a time.

Focus

And somewhere in the middle of things,
Is the place to which you must navigate
when this and this and that and those
and those and those
emerge and arise without forewarning, and you cannot see
and they are solid, heavy.

They stir themselves, replete with your memories.

Solace

I think of you and I ache for the home I didn’t have
You and I, we don’t know one another.

But I find solace in the thought of you
And in the misery of this drifting, this endless maybe, you anchor me.

Again

It seems like we’re all unhappy at once
Each in our own little lives.
selfishly, I realise
that my chaos is just one of a variety.

If not actually together,
we share this experience of despair.

This makes it easier to forgive you
all of you
And to forgive me.
I am relieved.
For a moment I think I know compassion.