Bleeding Tree of Words. for my soul sister, JMM.

 

Alone with words

We pluck our eyebrows

And scab our faces

For this kind of solitude

 

We rage

Internally

Until

We have our word

 

Words scratching from the inside

Out

A regurgitation

Of some long forgotten pain

That rears her fuzzy

Childhood head

And you cannot deny the voice

Or the words

As they surface

Like bile

 

We

Will

 

Nurture and water

Snaggle and grow

We wish

Cherish and rip

Encourage and rage

Encore

And bellow

 

The words are the images that

Surface like sap

Sticky

And potent

 

We will read

And we will write

 

Like trees, lace poems

Ink the sky

Limbs

Reach

Stretch, grow.

 

LT

December 12, 2012

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