an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Again again again

Amy Lipman

What I want
Is reflected in
A moon to pray to
And a witness to kneel with
In front of that moon
Watch while I learn my life
Someone who will
Hold my attention

These worlds of bodily waste-
Unanswered questions,
And kisses are lives that are breathed into mouths-
All love and leave me
Flooded on shores
I’m told by ruach
We all speak in tongues
That all of these wrongs
Will lead me to your door

1 Comments:

At 1:13 AM, Blogger localpoet said...

"And kisses are lives that are breathed into mouths"

In love.

-bru

 

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