This day wants to wear a pink badge and
be naked as the faces women post on Facebook
honoring women who struggle through a chemo hell
that kills their cancer that takes their breasts
that teased a lover's lust that fed babies that
sobbed like the gasp of first light that speaks
to a wobbly body as it emerges battered
from the wages of slumber before seven
from wonky dreams --- holding bird sculpture --
villages waving with alarm -- timid lovers
learning to dance together while thinking
about fucking -- even the cakes were delicious
without being eaten -- this day breathes in
second grade and bad jokes -- making me blush
for I can feel it comb private recesses behind
my heart -- already it has found the secrets
I keep from myself. Ahimsa, tender day
-- ahimsa, and bless this mess of rising.
be naked as the faces women post on Facebook
honoring women who struggle through a chemo hell
that kills their cancer that takes their breasts
that teased a lover's lust that fed babies that
sobbed like the gasp of first light that speaks
to a wobbly body as it emerges battered
from the wages of slumber before seven
from wonky dreams --- holding bird sculpture --
villages waving with alarm -- timid lovers
learning to dance together while thinking
about fucking -- even the cakes were delicious
without being eaten -- this day breathes in
second grade and bad jokes -- making me blush
for I can feel it comb private recesses behind
my heart -- already it has found the secrets
I keep from myself. Ahimsa, tender day
-- ahimsa, and bless this mess of rising.
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