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A dozen years now, you cannot be seen
cannot be weeded out from your customs and place
(today your last Sunday                                                                                               
twelve times ago
a dozen roses hidden in dark rooms)
 
 
another one who couldn’t love me
or couldn’t love me very long
piles of dried petals won’t answer the questions
fill the dark spaces
call forth the words you wouldn’t say
 
 
twelve times ago I bunched up breath and
heart and hope
counting that some words would come
now just these piles of dried petals
that won’t call forth the words
you wouldn’t say.
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Posted February 6, 2011 by mishibone, braon, braonthree, sehnen in art, poetry

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