debbie millman

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Poem: Fresh

I’d forgotten what the weight felt like.
How I could feel it deep in my throat.
Trying to swallow and then choking

On the unnecessary nastiness.
That burden is a wonder, really.
And though I know it is cruel

I can’t help but continue the training
Knowing that (just like the girl said
last night): by no means am I you.


Blogger Humour and last laugh said...

interesting blog.

6/09/2006 12:02:00 AM  

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