Thursday, February 26, 2015

Here’s the Thing

Here’s the Thing

You keep bringing places with you

Clover and brick and icicles
tinker toys and glass bottles clinging to your robe’s hem
waterlogged and heavy

This isn’t a problem
that will maul you

This is an issue
of saturation

You can’t hold anything new
if all your limbs are full   

1 comment

  1. This poem is speaking an uncomfortable truth to me this morning... (But it needed to be said.)


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