The Poetry Of.
Marie Lecrivain...................
fast
if
i say your name
three times fast
would you leave me alone
when your cruelty
holds me* *fast
to the present
i cannot unbind
this heart to breathe
and to breathe
without you
holding fast
to the pain
is a decision
i am
slow
to act upon
after 0º
I
Come
Home to
Dark morning
And familiar
Who doesn't want to recognize
The new frequency her mistress has been aligned to
Scared mewling marks the distance between us and the price I pay for undoing
myself
september 10th
Fall
Comes
Softly
Golden leaves
Fall onto the roof
Outside the window where I gaze
At the ineffable greenery of a palm tree
Lacy fronds remind me that seasons are more subtle in a land of nothing or
all
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