Thursday, November 20, 2014

November UnTitled

You must learn to walk
the hard road
 while feet are bare,
over hot rocks
and cobblestone stairs.
 to kneel upon sand
for years at a stretch;
and, still the clock,
for you
will never learn love nor respect;
 you may catch your reflection
now if you're swift,
and your shadow may dance
against the wall of what's done 
 just as we must learn 
to wish all our wishes
into the sun
because fire is catching 
in every way.
burn down the fear -
to absence-
a negative space-
filled by the lessons
and spare
of hunger's true strength 

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