These days I feel like a one legged man. 
A man with a map, 
A man with a mission, 
and the wanderlust to get up and go. 

There is a void in my plans 
A crucial part of me is missing. 
My humanity is not complete. 
The mission stalls because I cannot meet the goal. 

Today, I cannot leave the room even, 
much less follow the path I have been shown. 
They say it takes two to tango. 
I am a one legged man wanting to dance.

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trains as a measurement of love…

you said you heard 

the sound of a train—

I SEE YOU FETAL

I see you fetal,

Blanketed by and 

Made cold by

Invisible storms,

Your body is tight - trembling.

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Memories, guilt and lies, 

Bind your perfect heart,

Hiding it even from you.

Quieted but for the noise only you hear.

Silenced, by personal, 

Terrible distortions,

Of Truth,

Life,

And Love.

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I wish I could show you,

That I really can relate,

Enough.

Listen.

Enough.

Love you.

More than enough for both of us.

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But your future is too distant.

An unrepentant past pounds 

Like a hammer at your temples,

Fueling repetitive voices in your mind,

Keeping your heart in the shadows 

and your soul out of reach.

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I know your heart exists 

It is touching me at all times.

Your soul is meshed with mine.

It is home there and I need it.

We are home and you crave it.

There is no end to how long I can wait…

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I wait by your mouth, poised to pounce,

On the whisper of any fleeting whim,

Or the need to be kissed to know you are loved

Into action, I’ll make sure,

And get back to waiting again.

One step at a time. 

One kiss at a time.

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Until a flake of hope and knowing falls,

From your nest of coiled limbs,

I’ll be a shelter of safety around you,

Where you can rebuild your faith again.

Warmed by the sun,

No more fear of getting burned

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Newborn Yeast Infection

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I cannot be washed away 

with cranberry juice and lots of water.

There is no morning after pill.

A lack of latex or lambskin

has no say so in this and 

could not have prevented it. 

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I have planted myself 

so intensely deep inside you 

that antibacterial soap 

will never reach that deeply.

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I am penicillin in your womb.

A bacteria.

An experiment 

in a high school science lab.

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But oh so much more…

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The seed will blossom. 

It will grow like a furry green mold 

under specimen glass, 

born out of the good intent 

not of saving the world-

but of making YOU feel 

healthy and whole.

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On first glance I appear dangerous 

and there is apprehension.

There is fear of the unknown.

But under honest

microscopic investigation

I am beautiful and no threat.

I am Eden. 

I am reincarnation in real time.

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I will live deep inside your womb

until it is time. 

Growing daily.

Stirring you, 

kicking you,

from the inside.

You will always know Im there

morphing, growing into what 

your dreams look like

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And when the gestation is complete,

I will be born. 

You will breathe life into me,

and as you clean me off

and cut the cord

you will know it was you who fed me,

and though separated

we are for eternity - connected.

Inseperable.

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You will know I am love,

and that now, 

from this point forward,

you will never

have to live without me.

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—-emotionalorphan—-

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Blue to Crimson,

with the addition of oxygen.

It was dreamlike. Hallucinatory. 

The sense of calm almost startling.

The smell of sanitary burned my nose.

I,  the only bacteria left.

Yes there were narcotics, but I was used to them.

Decisions were being made.

You were there, as if you had a right.

The final document was presented 

to formalize legal protections for all. 

I signed wanting it to be necessary.

The ink dried red to me 

Blue to Crimson,

with the addition of oxygen.

Just like blood.

And I smiled. And nearly drowned again.

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