Thursday, March 25, 2010

day 246: practice

i do not bend this way
my posture is crooked
my heart biased
i spend most morning curled in bed
pretending that my pillow is someone else
that i am someone else worth someone else
we are all waiting for someone to come o our rescue here in the meantime
we find ourselves breaking our bodies to fit into fetal positions
to make our skin feel like our hearts
small and compact
easy to forget about
to leave behind
we leave ourselves behind and hope to be returned to them in the future
or sometime more convenient
it all seems so much more simple in writing
i wonder what it would all look like in practice.

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