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Sunday, July 3, 2011

My Own Enemies to Contend

what broke me out of my silence
burning up in the great wildfire
where no one remembers to find

crept into my secret room to hide
and see if what I love loves me
still and wants all that I am

drink them away, smoke them out
lighting up the sky at night for
the world to count the stars by

I will covet what I covet
corner what I do not own
get lost, stay lost, and die

I left through the back
same as before when we
broke in unannounced

went running down the streets
no more shoulder to cling to
my own weapons to holster


2011

1 comment:

  1. In looking at a few of your poems, I experience your voice as new and powerful. You go!

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