Sunday, September 9, 2012

break my own back

my hands reach down
pressing hard into the earth my feet forgot
re-assesing both up and down
as my heart swells with the lightness of empty space
until I'm not so sure about holding it all together
how I worked so hard to make it hard
and now I want that softness back. 

1 comment:

  1. You're always so wonderful to me.

    Thank you.

    One day I'll smile forever and ever, and I'll think of you; more so even than I do now.

    You're lovely.