Empty / Full

Empty myself- 
Of milk, sleep, energy,
Fresh grad potential and
dreams of big-agency billboards
And when I'm all emptied out,
a surrendered shell on the living room floor,
empty myself again
to pace in an emergency ward
rocking 10 kg of you to sleep
with white lights blaring overhead
Last drops of me
rendered out as God's own arms

Fill myself- 
with your white cheeks squished against mine
fingers clawing at my belly button as we
cocoon each other till morning;
then with sweaty heads and glitter rubberbands,
tulle and tiaras;
with the wonder of a bunch of sticks
and first shadows of speech
Fill myself with bluey's truths and Jesus dances
a whole new way to see
a world that used to be tired and known
but is now sparkling endlessly
as it can only be when it is
filled with you.

(October 2023)