weaning myself
from the usual darkness
insuperable and unkind
un-practicing sadness
like a tree-chained dog
now able to unwind
the quick-sand, slip-step
into pea-soup party light
is the road which I un-travel
up this path from endless night
the tuck-in, take-nothing picnic
spread upon the lawn
is the party I un-throw
mole eyes blinking in the dawn...
lucy meskill
You have such a way of expressing feelings. How we can undo what has seemingly been done. Very thoughtful. <3<3<3
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