Friday, August 05, 2005

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Women's Tears

thru tears and rage
i wrestle fiercely with this
apparent injustice...
seeing with finite vision,
while groping for the infinite...
(we always wrestle with the angel
only to walk with Jacob's limp in the end)
Yes, I hurl the container
of my ballooning terror
against the walls of winter calm
watching the contents of me spill
before my eyes,
dripping down like grease-paint
ruining the canvas of naive innocense.
The masterpiece of all my hopes and fears
I greet friends and foe alike,
with a plastic smile for awhile....
My hollow heart having bled itself raw
alone in my silent chamber
having wept the ageless tears,
that only women hear.