from "eight days in april," #7

[starfrosting]

The central nervous system and the heart,
and whatever it is in me wakes me
at 5am regardless, and what takes me
(when you do) ineluctably apart
and puts me back together; the too-smart,
too-clumsy kid glutted on chocolate cakes (me
at ten); the left-brain righteousness that makes me
make of our doubled dailiness an art
are in your capable square hands. O sweet,
possessives make me antsy: we are free
to choose each other perpetually.
Though I don't think my French short-back-and-sides
means I'll be the most orthodox of brides,
I broke a glass, got bloodstains on the sheet.
(----- marilyn hacker)

Comments

[retrofizz.livejournal.com]

<3

[seekinggaea.livejournal.com]

this is beautiful.

for what it's worth: hope yr finding (at the very least some small) things that are grounding you and yr heart...