Poem

i’m marching away
towards the heart’s twigs and margins.
crossing corners where homeboys
giggle with beautiful hands.
where the vigil is thick. sweet.
where love flares up and sets fire to smoke.
i’m searching for requiems that have
veils of honey and
broken locks.

i’ll never see you again.

o memory of pancreatic light.
of distinct blossoms.
so far gone.

— Michèle Katrina Thorsen

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  1. #1 by Jingle on Saturday 20 February 2010 - 0912

    I do hope to see u in my blog!
    enjoy your poem!

    • #2 by Michele Thorsen on Sunday 21 February 2010 - 1942

      Thanks! Where is your blog?

      –Michele

  2. #3 by kseverny on Saturday 20 February 2010 - 1008

    cool poem.
    Very thoughtful

  3. #4 by Michele Thorsen on Sunday 21 February 2010 - 1943

    Hey, thanks so much. I appreciate your reading it.

    –michele

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