Tuesday, March 4, 2014

My body...

My body is a stranger-
A foreign land I have
not travelled

A luxury neglected
one calloused foot
step at a time

A gaping hole, neither
Ben nor Jerry
could fill

A  sacrifice,
now wrinkled and frail,
to a brown eyed little girl

Waiting, waiting
to be scooped up

Refuge taken in
the fortress of
my mind…

I think therefore

I am


I am


I am

But where…
Oh where…
Am I?

Lori Polachek

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