Saved by a Subaru

 

With every shower, every new pair of shoes,

every birthday cake, every bookstore,

every single breath which kills so, so slowly,

it becomes clearer that perhaps....we are just parasites.

And even as we laugh in our innocence,

we breathe in the blood of this world.

 

When this dark idea reaches up

to take me in its warm embrace

and begins to gently coax my melting self

into the bedroom floor

I get into my car. I put on Sufjan Stevens. And I drive.

 

And when the sun warms my bones

and the wind stirs up my insides

and Sufjan Stevens seems to be singing

the most tragically beautiful song I’ve ever heard-

in that exact moment

 

I feel so fucking human.

 

I feel infinite.

 

I think about dying rainforests and small acts of kindness

and bleeding oceans and Van Gogh

and homelessness and handmade birthday cards and you.

 

I always think about you.

(...)

Oh.

OH.

Of course.

Balance. 

 

I laugh and there is still blood but I laugh anyways 

because it has finally occured to me that a species 

which produces the likes of Sufjan Stevens

and you is worth being a part of.

 

 

 

 

*I actually drive a Toyota minivan, but in the song "Eugene" by Sufjan Stevens, Stevens writes that the man who taught him how to swim called him "subaru" because he couldn't say his first name. To listen (which I 1000% reccomend) click this link.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMKP2Vcc6wA

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

sofiaty

amazing !

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