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#1038400 added October 5, 2022 at 9:03pm
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Love Is Splinters
I grew concerned
she would send slivers to my hand
if I touched  - eventually -
my skin became rough
from handling lumber

long after she became sawdust
her timber harvested and sold
to a craftsman who deftly hewed
and hammered together her pieces,
showcased in his home

I stand in forest - try, remember -
where her vision appeared. saplings
root to tower toward that dream
of heaven. experience taught
true vision is in her soil

I no longer don gloves, caress
smooth life, moisture for brittle,
chapped skin weathered red and
frail bones within breaking, crumbling
as those towers do, on my heart.


9.30.22
10.4.22 extra 10 lines added
10.5.22 3 lines added

I could add to this, continuing metaphor naming various species of trees
from an innocent cherry to the mossy oak. Perhaps, she did not lie in good soil…
blah. I’m sick of myself.
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