1.
I offered myself to her
As a man would:
Extending himself
In the warm dark
2.
Ready to do the calming work
Of settling the nerves
Of straightening a course
Too long serpentine.
3.
Too cold to speak
The words would just stick
And we’d forever catch
Ourselves
Naked in the barrenness between speech and thought.
(c) jim hill (9-26-03)
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