All the Better to Touch You, My Dear

Posted by on 03.30.11 | 1 Comment
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When I asked for a miracle,
I did not think it would look
like this. All these tears.

Petals falling in spring.
And this shedding, how
naked I am beneath

these layers of loss, how
eroded I am from the inside.
I am trying not to bargain

for what I think I want.
I am trying to empty—
that is the problem.

Trying to let go. As if
I could manage and plan
my own transformation.

As if there’s a how-to
book for deep peace.
Meanwhile, I continue

to slowly slough,
with no effort,
this old, tight skin.

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