Sunday, December 16, 2007

I hold you and blister.
Perhaps these wounds
will heal better
the second time around


writerwoman said...

I can connect with this one. It really lingers with me because I know what its like to try and try to make something work, even knowing it probably won't and that I will end up burned and scarred.

It is interesting how much can be read into your short lines. I like how your poems work on many levels.

Anonymous said...

Wow. Twice burned. I love the line "I hold you and blister."
That's some red-hot mamma!


writerwoman said...

Still loving this one.