Did I think I would,
that I can
or I could
touch that fabric
spartan,
in shreds, un-dyed-in-wool,
and... weave a heart again?
And have I then,
blinkered,raw-fingered,
touched its beat
pulsating,
and then ......bloodied
drawn back,burnt, spattered
and in tears.......?
that I can
or I could
touch that fabric
spartan,
in shreds, un-dyed-in-wool,
and... weave a heart again?
And have I then,
blinkered,raw-fingered,
touched its beat
pulsating,
and then ......bloodied
drawn back,burnt, spattered
and in tears.......?
1 comment:
ah! u write about pain with such tenderness...almost as if u have grown fond of it....beautiful!
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