Saturday, November 08, 2014

to do

to tie a satin bow
on tedious paper
with unfamiliar hands
color cloth, butterfingers
tongue out concentration
a shrine for action, so far
a dusty non trail
to sentience and feeling, to pain
tiptoeing around pretend ignore
the various burdens of love
life, sometimes needs center stage
to be uncaring, unmoving
to not be
with fireworks and ceremony

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