Hibiscus

<inspired by the drama I Told Sunset About You>

Hibiscus.
His name plays in my mouth
My arms lie locked with his,
We’re fighting

Hibiscus
Anything to draw him in…
I throw my glances-
One at him and the next at the sea,
Wait for a moment
While I stare at another man

Hibiscus
My cheeks are volcanic
I can sense that you want me
Hibiscus-
Why are you running?
To her?- who thinks I am just a boy
A long lost friend-turned-rival-turned…
Hibiscus!

Why can’t I be Patroclus?
I’d die for you
Without an epic to sing of my name
Hibiscus,
I will be yours
Will you tell sunset about me?

Or will we be dried flowers
Within yellow pages of our book
The words never spoken aloud?
Hibiscus,
I want to be found.

Sigh.

I know my thoughts will roam about
I’ve got to bring them home, but how?
They’ll peep in through my neighbour’s door
They’ll tell me what they have more

I’ll play a tug of war with the spies
Reel them away from the magic-eyes
I’m tired, tired, tired, tired
My anxiety soaring higher

Frictionless thoughts will slide past me
Rushing out with lightning speed
I will throw my net but it is torn
I am sick and I am worn out.

My thoughts are still
Beyond my will
Roaming about.

Resilience

The broken hymns of our promises
Are crunching under our dead weights
The air we inhale is always so stale
The pit of chaos so insatiate
 
Hold my arm, my sisters, please
My rainbow hair is bleached and brittle
Wrap your kindness around my skin
Let your strength help prove my mettle
 
Our eyes unfocused onto a blank wall
Soft breaths heaving, we’ll lay still
Tomorrow’s so big, we’re so small
Won’t we stand? I hope we will.
 
Our strengths hardened by softness
A different resilience.