Recently opened hearts will do that, Sharon. Like the internal sprawl here.
Bill
On Thu, 13 Jul 2017 at 12:45 pm, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I sleep through the thunderstorm, the full
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> moon, the fireworks, the earthquake.
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> In the morning, I move through this dim house,
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> shutters closed against the heat, straightening
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> pictures and nudging things back to where
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> I decide they belong. Cats weave between
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> my feet. All is in disarray, surfaces cluttered
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> with paper and old mail. My hair falls in my eyes.
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> I cannot see. My heart, recently opened, whispers
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> and moans. It keeps happening, this sleeping, this
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> waking, these futile attempts to put things in order.
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>
> --
> sharon brogan
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