practice please
and I forgive you
whittle out time
from your day,
filled with fullness
say yes to you
and, crying for good reason
your heart concerns us
(not just the ones who know you)
we weave our hands together
a knitted blanket
of fingers
catch your fall
and loosen your grin,
stuck somewhere between
"I don't feel comfortable"
and "make me invisible"
Thursday, September 10, 2015
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