Neil Hilborn - "The Future"

8 Kg of Weight Loss

I have lost 8kg this week,
With approximately 3% of it is
The weight of my heart,
20% my laughter,
20% the memories of us,
Another 20% of it is my faith in   you,
And the rest is just
Me myself that I've lost.
And yet, the fact that I could
Write a goddamn poem out of it
Made me feel pathetic enough
To still believe in love.

Hurricane - Parachute

Too vulnerable to write.

Heartstrings

I woke up to my sister's calling this morning,
breathing out her amusement into my ear,
as she excitedly led me into her room
and showed me this bumblebee that was
caught in a cobweb.

I watched as it struggled,
kicking and flapping, fighting
its hardest to untangle itself from the web -
only weaker each passing moment - as if
hope was draining its life away.

The little bee stopped moving, then, exhausted.
My heart pounded recklessly, hoping
it could break free
as the spider approached its prey.

It reminded me of the time when I went fishing with Dad.
The fish was caught by
the hooks on our fish net. It wagged its tail to break free; only
to swim back to the ocean with
broken scales
and fins.

And then I thought of you.
The way your velvet touch was caught in the tangles of my long hair,
the way your tongue was tied in knots with mine,
the way your words were always stuck with the loops inside my head;
and I thought of the way you fought hard
to escape when you were trapped by my heartstrings.

The bumblebee flapped once again with a sharp buzz,
fell to the ground with
torn wings, parts of them still being stuck to the spiderweb.
The bee was left there to rot
and the cobweb was left with

a big hole.