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Distilling Your Secrets

by Trisha De Gracia

Find the crack
stuff in the tinder,
and light up a fire with words.
The pricks pierce and needle,
boil over, and finally, out.
Fits of phrases and cutthroat replies that
steam from the mouth and the eyes.
Choke on foul fog, the humid stink...

Tactical downshift,
step back, take a moment
breathe deep and I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said it.
No, you were right.
You were right.
It's ok.
Just tell me.

Ah, sweet mercy and balm
for your tuckered out demons,
for the weaknesses only you see...
Now lay back and release:
Your heartache condenses
on me.


Posted on 03/25/2010
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 03/26/10 at 12:59 AM

... brilliant.....

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/04/10 at 04:38 PM

A fine POTD! Congrats.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/14/15 at 12:07 PM

wonderous and sensuous and musical and whimsical and lovely to contemplate such seeds as you've planted here. congratulations.

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