On Feb 13, 2007 - on a visit to my mother's house with DD - after a lot of conversation, my mother admitted and acknowledged the abuse, the pain, she is attached to - and the terror that came to my life in part because of the choices she made in raising emotionally blunted sons.
I wrote this poem and cried.
Here is: "Here and now"
A lot has happened
hate/love/ hurt/ loathe
beautiful/ ugly decisions
soft hand/ sharp hanger
yes - a hanger.
breathe.
time is continuous...time is continuous...time is continuous...time is continuous...time is...
breeze
I need you
You are the only one left
breeze
it's not fair what you did.
it's not right what you said
but you acknowledge
you apologized, no excuse
just truth
i believe
you are
(water falls from my closed lids)
(eyes that scream to feel lips)
I can't breathe.
squeeze.
.......................................light/eyes/open
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