How I wish you’d extend
warm hands in a cold winter
slim fingers ‘round my neck
like a noncommittal noose
loose sliding from grip
the world sleeps behind us
our illuminated backs
wasting the sun
Dust can’t settle
where the light creeps in.
By the nape of my neck
lifted limbs softly dangle
in the mouth of a hunter
smelling blood in the snow
I will give you this doe
apathetic, red speckled
on a promise you’ll throw
whatever’s left in the fire
Dust can’t settle
where the light creeps in.
1 comment:
Such a powerful post! The way you describe the process of change and growth really resonates. Sometimes, the dust can't settle until we allow ourselves to embrace new perspectives. Thank you for sharing your thoughts!
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