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We Were Emergencies by Buddy Wakefield

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Let's think about what can go right tonight.

Receive what you believe.

No need to internalize the chaos.

It will still exist without you.

Take your hands off the controls.

We're all in this together.

Stop holding on with your neck so tight.


let your head climb back down through your throat

and into your body

so it can see the miracle it came here to be

so it can see you are not invisible.

Propellers just have a way of lookin' like that.

Some people see it. Some people don't.

Tonight I invite you

get out of your ghost

and see

we can stick anything into the fog

and make it look like a ghost

but tonight let us not become tragedies.

We are not funeral homes

with propane tanks in our windows

lookin' like cemeteries.

Cemeteries are just the Earth's way of not letting go.

Let go.

Tonight, poets, turn your stupid wrists

so far backwards

the razor blades in your pencil tips

can't get a good angle on all that beauty inside.

Step into this

with your airplane parts

move forward

and repeat after me with your heart:

I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hated myself.

Make love to me

like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.

Go slow.

I'm new to this

but I have see nearly every city from a rooftop

without jumping.

I have realized that the moon

did not have to be full for us to love it

that we are not tragedies stranded here beneath it

that if my heart really broke every time I fell from love

I'd be able to offer you confetti by now.

But hearts don't break, y'all

they bruise and get better.

We were never tragedies.

We were emergencies.

You call 9-1-1.

Tell them I'm havin' a fantastic time.


Again! I did not write this, it is not mine, it belongs to Buddy Wakefield as said in the title. Another one of my favorite poems and I wanted to share it with everyone!!(:

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