SeverA Poem by Jennifer CShe was most concerned with the dead weight of things The head rolling slow and solid and lame, unfavorably oblong, across the laminate floor as if it had been waiting to fall hinged by force and pining all the while to pass its burden to some steady, wide ground.
In relief, it merely fell and thumped along, subject to faulty flooring
The fingers too and heels and toes- Knees- small things built for precision that snapped and sighed as if to say they had been built wrong from the start
She had counted on the guilt but weight took things to a rightful place hips to a throw rug, eyes to the fire
She had felt so self-contained.
© Jennifer Chaussee
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2 Reviews Added on December 13, 2011 Last Updated on December 14, 2011 Tags: displacement, detachment, acceptance, coping, sexuality, violence, change, falling, undoing, abstract AuthorJennifer CSacramento, CAAboutI am a poet and non-fiction writer. **All my work is copyrighted. It is your responsibility to understand copyright laws but just as a quick tutorial, they exist as a formality to protect the br.. more..Writing
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