AngorA Poem by hjcm
Fences are made to encircle, protect,
defend: privacy; possessions out of sight. Tonight; last night; tomorrow night; the glass of the cafetière. Mug: you hold the warm brown coffee safe inside yourself (a ceramic blanket). I am kitchen cupboards. I am leaves of stories bound into books. I am a swaddled infant waiting for love.
© 2012 hjcm |
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Added on July 24, 2012 Last Updated on July 24, 2012 Author |