Monday, January 1, 1979

Of That You're Certain


Of That You're Certain

I am like a water pipe that freezes and thaws 
until the stress breaks the pipe 
the pipe is my body, the thaw is my heart 
the freezing is the restrictions of our love

The ground is unstable under my feet
and I am afraid of falling on frozen earth
the path is always forward
it is not a hopeful path
soon it will freeze and the pipe will burst

The frost is black and white
the hoar frost is white
the black frost is a killing frost
and you are water that flows thru the pipe
you are night that freezes the pipe
you are the sun that thaws it over and over again

1979
added 2/2017

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