October 1, 2012

poem 356 of a poem a day for 2012

picture by Benedetta Bonichi ©

another quaff of quantum voodoo, please

do we wear bones
do we fill cages
do we candle tomorrows
that we turn in the soils
because we sometimes
forget that today
is all the ripe
we will ever need
when we are
ready to burn
and char the skin
that we peel off
with each experience
when we begin
to want to be
something that is
eating itself
all the way back
inside as far
as it can go
trying to get  
to where home
is in the simple
of a heartbeat


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