Wednesday, March 12, 2014

71/365 : i belong beyond


beyond the threshold of over extension
forgotten rivers blue as skies
unheard of eyes, awake as day

beyond the phrases we now wear
like badges of honor
as we wheel around half-broken
power through, power through

beyond stroking a story
that will make me grandiose and worthy
of rest and tenderness one day
(on a day that will
never come)--

i belong
in the arms of a mother
many mothers, actually
and fathers, too
each with guttural knowing
of just what to do at the
tipping point of
almost-too-late-to-save


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