don't
vii. don’t
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don't be tough until you must.
take your heartbreak square on the chin.
don't forget the shit you went through
fling caution to the gale.
cinched belt, tied laces.
feel the pain and feel it pass.
don't armor up early,
let love knock you flat.
don't be rude to the waiter,
his day's been hell.
don't say love unless you mean it,
nor sorry without fault.
don't spin tales like you've lived 'em.
if you get to feeling lonely
read out loud if you can.
take a nap if you get sleepy.
try to eat if you're hungry.
if you want it, go and get it.
don't kneel praying idle.
no masks for your marrow.
no muting your ache.
world's starved for the bruised real,
not another damn fake.
life kills the still.
so when you're down,
say you're down.






A blueprint for the 18th release. 🥂
ReplyDeleteBruised and real > fake and perfect.
ReplyDeleteSo when you're down, say you're down.
ReplyDeleteWhy is that so hard for us to do? This was a much-needed reality check.
"Take a nap if you get sleepy. Try to eat if you're hungry." Sometimes we forget the basics when we're in the weeds. Thank you for the grounding.
ReplyDeleteI love the part about being kind to the waiter. It shows that even a lonely hearted man has a duty to the world. Empathy over everything.
ReplyDeleteLife kills the still. đź–‹️
ReplyDeleteNo muting your ache. Let it scream.
ReplyDeletelife kills the still.’ ♥️
ReplyDeleteI’m sending this to my little brother. He needs this exact advice right now.
ReplyDeleteEverything about this is golden.
ReplyDeleteCan we get this printed on a poster? I need to see 'Life kills the still' every morning.
ReplyDeleteDon't be tough until you must. 🤍
ReplyDeletethis feels like a transition poem—moving from the 'innuendos' of silence to the action of living.
ReplyDeleteI’ve missed these 'lessons' from your blog.
ReplyDeleteHappy 2nd Anniversary!
Next one! I’m fired up now! 🔥
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