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Jon Tobias
Poems
Jun 2013
Homeless and the Sea
1
I remember her body against me
She tells me she doesn't want to get hurt
That I will break her heart
You can break me like a wishbone
and keep the better half
Sharpen it like a prison shiv
and stab me with it if I do
2
She is the snow
I am a stove in a single room cabin
I have been cutting off parts of this home
and feeding them into my belly
There is sawdust
on the floor of my love
3
Most of this house is gone now
I am still a stove
she is still snow
We both think
this heat is a good idea
I keep burning
Call her iglu
Call her daring
Call me almost homeless
4
I have left the stove
I am a candle now
Slow burning
Call me always hot still
Call her always melting
The floor is always wet
5
I tried to trap the ocean
in a dresser drawer
But we were flooded roofless
I learned to hold my breath
She learned that warmth doesn't really change anything
There was the sun
and it heated her body
I bathed in the ocean
she made
a thin
near burnt candle
I sank down
Her heart was made of winning halves of wishbones
Sharpened like shivs
I did not go near them
I am not afraid of getting hurt
But I have always been taught
to respect the sea
Written by
Jon Tobias
San Diego
(San Diego)
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