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Posted by on Jan 19, 2020 in Poetry | 0 comments

from Recovered Poems: Tattoo

TATTOO

I can’t endure the wait
the pain to see and be seen

yesterday
time was a roach
today
a redwood tree

I cannot bear your
gentian flame
tattooed on my heart

without speaking
out your name
in the softly coaxing
smoke of sleep

always at the window
waiting to touch
waiting to breathe, then

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