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Binding for Accepting a Blessing
by Mary J Anna(some Idle Frustration)
You say
that I have been washing my hands
with protection.
It glides and manifests,
Evenly.
I wash my body down.
I glance at the feather in front of me-
repeat.
I wash my body down.
I glance at the feather,
the water runs scalding-
stop
(I wash my body in protection) I wash my hands
harshly- friction laden gelatinous movements
the water is sleepy-er
too slow,
stop.
(head catch up!!)
I glance at the feather in front of me.
Rainbowed black
sickly-er (than soap)
I wash my body
repeating
I gaze at the feather
choppy pieces of
Fever-messy strands
<"making an artificial night"
washing
Romeo chooses the midnight
making the artificial night>
I gaze at the feather
repeating,
I have been washing my hands with protection. 10/10/2005 Author's Note: 18, shakespeare's denotations... also 118- and ...
Posted on 07/09/2006
Copyright © 2024 Mary J Anna
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/27/06 at 09:28 PM Enjoyed this very much. Thanks for the read. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/09/07 at 10:01 PM I enjoyed the repetition. Sometimes no matter how much handwashing is done, the "blood" (dirt) never comes off. Enjoyable read.
~Chelle~ |
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