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Need

I tried

to throw it out

along with the bubbles,

the yellow duck,

and the knickers the dog crudely

chewed

 

pushed it amongst silled plants,

now it stands,

between Thick Cut Marmalade

and Chlorine Free Baking Cups

a token, painted green with white

Maori dots, symbolizing

the small dreamings

of a tortoise

                                                    

and since this house

is my body, see

how I have placed you

in the kitchen

 

and I cannot get beyond,

the simple meaning,

of daily needing

love like water, air

 

and how I don't seek

to see it fully

yet often find myself

checking if its there.

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Written by
ceara
Irish
Published
Jan 18, 2011
Lines·Words
26·100
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