Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Belly Button

Now I miss myself,
mystic unity, seeking warmth at night.
For a change not

energizing a reach out,
a task that always
felt a little foreign.

The muscles of my
innards fatigue.
I wait for long respite.

Not everyone does
what he has to do
gracefully. I balk and sputter.


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