I want to see my face
in someone who's hands
I hardly recognize,
put her in my house
and see where she walks,
if she touches something I haven't touched in years,
goes for the drawer that's jammed shut,
understand the way she turns the pillow on the couch
so that the zipper can't be seen
Sunday, December 25, 2011
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