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A gradual narrowing loves incandescent light in the mist off a morning pier in long island harbor
You warmed my callused hand
a bible verse that moved me once as a child
feeble and weak I sprawled around your satin fingers
as believing goes
inexperienced I curled
a wilted and rewashed cloth Band-Aid
snug come loose
truth sped hard crashing through an armed roadblock
fresh laid blacktop over my heart
grinding
sweeping away the busted
cracked pieces
brittled
riddled with holes
brushing away the cigarette butts and mangled bottles
busying the milky nipple off my lips to mouth
what remains
but an empty bottle?
a bible verse that moved me once as a child
feeble and weak I sprawled around your satin fingers
as believing goes
inexperienced I curled
a wilted and rewashed cloth Band-Aid
snug come loose
truth sped hard crashing through an armed roadblock
fresh laid blacktop over my heart
grinding
sweeping away the busted
cracked pieces
brittled
riddled with holes
brushing away the cigarette butts and mangled bottles
busying the milky nipple off my lips to mouth
what remains
but an empty bottle?
Published 12th Jun 2019
Author's Note
in ode to Denise Levertov
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denise_Levertov
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denise_Levertov
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14th Jun 2019 5:23pm
I've been over this a few times Samael, considering the life behind its metaphors. In reading it the first time, I was naturally drawn to consider the loss of that pure faith from childhood to adulthood, but in considering your theme tags and going over it again, I think perhaps that is a metaphor concerning the loss of love. You have a way with expressive metaphors that is admirable. Enjoy reading you.
