Thursday, January 30, 2014



Find that place
That center
Unsoiled by the day
The unsolicited violence
Of being so obviously different
In the quietest way
Go there
Shut the door
Listen to your heartbeat
Trace safety with your finger
Ward off what smells your blood
And catch your breath.
Neither dark nor light
Has a place there.
(1/15/14)

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