Sunday, March 9, 2014

Genesis 31: In Writing

Mine, ours, yours
possessing and possessed
a terrible tangle of belonging and longing

                "He's taken what's ours...
                from ours he has made..."


               "we have no part
                been sold and eaten"

To take
to have
to steal
to lose....

I entered and saw you
opened a well of longing
Now I seal the path
and you waver
 under the shadow of knowing
the nothingness that is ours

stolen hearts
stolen days
stolen selves
stolen gods...

and you are stolen away

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