I Come, I Push, I Take, I Leave

by Barry Franklin

I come,

in fury of breath
with fire I sing
to your fragile ears
I sing of a death

I push,

on you all my pain
as if you could hold
the weight of my world
on your tiny frame

I take,

what you should have kept
to make you complete
the pieces of you
the tears that you wept

I leave,

the mark of my scar
your happy in ruin
not one thing untouched
have I gone too far?


Posted on 01/25/2008
Copyright © 2024 Barry Franklin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by David Garner on 01/25/08 at 06:05 PM

I love the format of this poem. It's very simple, yet says a lot. The intimacy and the invasion...

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