Holler
let me lean back
past the sway
rest the scrollings
in the spine
sit
the bony mountain
top to unmined base
spread me out
beyond the lines of fault
shout a slim crevasse to
get a whisper back you
go away no
such thing as bottomless
no pit to
drop that stone lean
into this
my hard-pegged
line of most resistance
gentlest smile
Dear Kerri, what a glorious poem!
ReplyDeleteI'll read it for ya on the back porch when you come up.
Deleteand holler for a scholar when yr stuck
ReplyDeletemust be time for that work day.
Delete'rest the scrollings in the spine' - hell yeah!
ReplyDeleteWow Kerri - this poem is fantastic. Really packs a punch.
ReplyDeletethanks K de K I have been working far harder, going slower, being online less.
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