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Safety
by Anita MacShould I write to you:
“I hope today has been better than yesterday.
At least the sky is blue
and not that opaque white
I want to reach up and claw through.”
One of these days
I’ll be twitchy enough, I swear.
My life, my body, my bed
are an open invitation
for You
to get where you need to.
If that isn’t enough,
then it no longer stands.
02/25/2010 Posted on 02/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Anita Mac
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 02/26/10 at 02:43 PM I really like this. |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/26/10 at 10:33 PM This has a beautiful flow. I absolutely adore how you put your foot down. They don't understand that you're giving them all that you can, but still they want more. |
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