Interim

So blessed
And so alive
Raw today
Filleted insides
Not quite
Just furled my feathers
Sweat beads and tears
Marriage babies these years
Thinking a chance
For barefoot embraces
I’ll take grass or sand
Just whisk me some places
A mountain to stand
And stop feeling their faces
Wives, couples and clocks
Distance displaces
A laughable biped
Fighting herself in two person races

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