who, what

21 March 2011 § 1 Comment

who knew the Sun could shine
warm enough to let my skin
remember all those times it burned?
incredulous that this season could come again–
What is coming next
(besides of course all the summer glow
of bright and water and shoulders)?

holding my griefbaby (separation anxiety, you know, it’s just a phase)
doesn’t seem too loving–
What else shall i do?

what else what else what else what else what else what else what

who loves me not,
Who Loves Me,
and what shall i do?

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