demigods -- Jolie Cuminale

demigods

they were demigods

not full-fledged but only semi

only half

of their full potential

to reach the stars the sky to feel full

and empty

to need the emptiness to feel complete

I was so much happier empty

A vessel waiting

unswollen with wrath

sort of slender and well-slept

well-kept and not sloppy

I felt whole being empty

And I’m tired and feel the need to nap my way back to emptiness

Maybe if I exercised

Or exorcised the demons inside me

I might feel whole again empty.

Somehow the experience of a couple of days

worth of satiation in his

Absence

righted my sense of being

tethered to his side

Happier to bask in the lonely glow of years

than in my bursting belly