irrational patternsA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
sifting
through logic i found a thread of
thimble-size reason it needled me that it
took this many years to find it
to find myself, sewn into the fabric of
love with many pieces, like a
strain of quilt
the borders are frayed
with experience and i admit to being
rough around the edges
but i loved with as much
warmth as i could tucked in significant
others between sheets of
symmetry
yet my toes stuck out and that frost hit the
heart gangrene filaments misconstrued stitching
the quilt is long worn
out, and given to Goodwill and i am left with a few
sniffles a coercive cough that
won't let me forget the words in my throat,
i meant to but never said
but as i sift through
logic i question the logic
itself of sifting because the sands of
time are shifting
and i'll never really
understand what it's all meant,
except how the needle
punctured my heart and the bleeding was and
is quite real.
erin-cilberto 6/3/16 © 2016 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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12 Reviews Added on June 5, 2016 Last Updated on June 5, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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