Where I Live

Etonne-moi with light.
Heal me, touch me --
Laser to flesh
peeling the dusty carapace of years
back, like pulling the
Reverse card in Uno.
Or just love me
with all my wounds.
In spite of.
Leave the light on,
and see me as I am.
Astonish me.

 

What I Want Don't anchor me with reason or miracles or promises, when all I want is a partner for the last dance. We will face the music together, hand in hand, neither leading nor following, two lost children who are almost home.

Copyright © 2001 by Karen Thompson
from the chapbook collection "Blue Train"

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