Friday, March 22, 2013

A poem a day for 2013 - day 81 - Breathe, baby, breathe

I have worked myself into frenzy
Fire
Spin
Over you
Me
Worry
Us
Now
There is no place for my shoulders
To fall
To ease
To not lock into this square
Until I hear your voice
Your feet
That slew foot stomp you do
Toward me

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