my pain is bigger than theirs and theirs will always be bigger than mine, you said
so my vocal chords tried to carry it away
whirling through wires, traveling to you to
take it off your chest. your back.
it hurts me to hear you speak of yourself that way-
small. weak. unloved.
you forget my skin was made of yours
and fail to see the galaxy in your arms and
the fountain of love that flows from your hands
so who do you need me to be today?
now that I’m bigger I can be your mirror
show you all the wonderful things you miss
when the fog of life descends on you
like a heavy weight
let me carry those words from your mouth
and toss them away
let me show you the galaxy there, in your arms
and let you bathe in the fountain of love you raised me to keep,
here in my heart.