zurc

fear, eats me from the inside out

I take a bite of the apple anyway.

little boxes inside of bigger ones,

 my whole life is ablaze. 

fear, eats me from the inside

I move forward in the dark.

big boxes full of smaller, fragile things, are kept safe in my heart.

fear eats me from the inside out

I am there again.

I push through the molasses at my feet

this is heavy work, i tell myself.

I find gold in pineapple lands

velvet touch- me skies &  heated moonlight.

fear eats me from the inside out

 i push forward towards the light

my whole life a fine array.

How much can a woman cry?

when she is breaking

when she is scared

when she cant remember why

when she cant stop reliving the why

in a sudden burst of faith

a kiss that lingers and softly penetrates;

in the memory of a moment

in the thank you of your please

 there is no limit 

to all the ways

a woman

can cry.---zurc

i am a poet--i say

it bleeds in me a 

severe doubt

an overcast

but the language flows

and i am no longer that person

because for now

i ebb

and

i flow--- zurc