Wrong Address

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Love is coming today
To this address
To take love away

Stopped back then and stayed
Entirely by mistake
Too polite to have told you so

Now it would be wrong
Continuing the charade
Unfair to you both

Love is coming tonight
Too soon
To say good day

Repentant

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On look out
Why, I?

Wanting her, Liberty
Freedom from all the ways I’ve done her wrong

Or forgiveness

Her eyes, corroded-coppery
Bore one capital “L” unto mine skin

“A Mighty Woman,” I was warned

And so I came, tired
And she welcomed me
And I extinguished her, still

None Mercy

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God, there was such pain

Constant

Bombardment

The love of a lifetime toppling as the city wall

A series of shofar blasts heralding not justice and courage, but cruelty those years

These years, I tilt my head hoping to drain the ringing and echoing from these ears

All an image or impression away — the mountains, the oceans, and desert sands steal me back

Or a wedding song

A life that escapes me, a pain impossible to escape

Real Live

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What man, after all, needs to glance up from bed and find gauze curtains with crochet flowers blocking the morning light

When is there any right time to feel the frustration of taking to task offspring, not his own

Why, I ask, would he ask for the bounty of trouble, help, and honest beauty She brings to the table, when there’s plenty of “elseness” on his plate

Who’d wish for a real-live helpmate when the workshed walls are already perfectly papered with such willing hands

Where is there any avenue he’d daydream for a walk, anyway

Oh, love