On Hold

On Hold

A Poem by Ivy

I would love to know the Normal route 
from A to Be a bit more
"in the know" 
of these sorts of things.
But while I seldom leave my comfort zone
--a deep trench leveling out somewhere around oakland, I think--
I've managed to take pit-stops on hold for 12 different
police departments
world-wide. My Pleas have been 
to Sydney and London, but that was just the beginning. 
In a way, I have seen the world.
I gave you directions to Dangerland; I
taught you to take a trip without google maps,
which couldn't have helped you anyway.
Not even google can tell you 
where a Bird will fall
mid-flight
quarter-flight
Barely off the ground
and just how fast you must run to catch it.
My net is getting full, but the Weight in my arms
keeps me awake.
I hope her chirping will keep you awake.
I hope she still chirps.
I wonder if there is a Normal route--
a foil for your symptoms--
a catalyst for your incarceration--
or if we all trudge through our own silly detours
and if that is the whole point.
I always imagined the Normal route would tickle the tongue 
like cinnamon on christmas.
Instead, you make me smell Iron,
but your Bare skin looks so gorgeous against the Snow.

© 2011 Ivy


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Added on November 13, 2011
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Ivy
Ivy

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A Poem by Ivy


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A Poem by Ivy