3-20-92

You and me – a poem that never happened

I continue

to have been losing

to wasting dust

to brown leaves

to this pen

and lined paper

hear my own voice

theorizing:  “

 

we all desire

to create our own

mythology (you    and    me)

 

and we are thunder

we are light

we are water,      so

I am

 

still lost, still

broken, still silent

and dumb, speaking

of no dust, powerless

 

but for my desire

for my own

brown leaves

(this page)

in dust

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About dropsofspirit

Mom, intermittent theologian, artist, songwriter
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