See the dissonance
A cloud on the horizon
The difference between
Where and are?
How strangers got gifts you
Wait for
But you pulled the thorn
From your midsection
The Fisher wound
Or weep with the release
How you face demons in private
Learning to see how much you are
Each time you look
And they see
Even if they’re too exhausted
To raise more than a smile
Let your libido snarl
and spit
At the place whereWe don’t care to look and see
The shadows cast by unmet light
And the fierce flame of unexpressed
Feeling
You look at the gentle kick
of
Afternoon
and the day’s kiss goodbye
Giving as much as soul allows
Save the questions for stronger times
Then this
Close, oh close
Fisher wound
The light comes in there
Stronger beneath the dutiful kiss
MB Blissett 