found on a Colorado adoption organization's webpage lookwhatthecatbroughtin.org photographer unattributed |
we told ourselves there will be
no bee sting therapy for awhile
our arms and legs bore
the marks and masks that grasp
painted pain's pleasurable rasp
like burial mounds of red swollen why
old cells are reborn and come to die
for the cause, the clause Life insists
on being enacted
breath by breath
ease of amble
thoughts ajar
as cages rattle
when souls
are squeezed in
to these spaces
where electrons went
and we go whew to tra-la-la-ing while
here Schrödinger Schrödinger plays
the eons, wind and carve
eyes gaining wisdom
nose, familiarity
EJR ©
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