Sunday, September 20, 2015

Freedom and Forgiveness

This is the last time I
will write
about you.

Don't go looking for
your name on my lips.
They're learning new songs of
freedom and forgiveness
because those are the things
that I want to be.

I can't do that if i'm digging my nails into your memory.

Dear, I release you from here.
From the room in my mind
associated with love and logic.

But this doesn't mean I won't think of you from time to time.
I am just a woman caught
between fortified cities and
the temptation to call on the
wolves that raised you to be
defensive and wild.

But I am tired of howling after you.

So this is the last time I
will write about about you,
hoping that you will
write about me, too.

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