Thursday, September 20, 2018

Kerri Shying R # 517 - For Mercy


For Mercy

remember    how you were
before the scars     healed
and    blood  went rushing
back     into the    labyrinth
the  cul de sac   the dead-end
pinched-off  portions of
your brain   back when
crunch  was not the sound
of cereal  or a good firm
celery stick   but a flash
back      I despair   today
of getting  back   my full
path and power    in the
way    the over-sixties

feel the pinch
of memory
the taste of full
cream milk   settling for
the skim  

so

you should know  we
are not all   healing

bodies  on a curve 
upward   the resolution
of a flower     face
to sun    daily 
grass
drawing 

on reserves
not
aspiring

to be
hay

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