Journey to Your Deepest Self

Barefoot

Circling tremor beneath
The flowers
Pulling, sucking at the roots
Waxen petals
Blend
With Dirt

Intone the musical whisper
Of your gut
Especially because you think it
Ugly, unknowable, naked
You must

Descend the hearth steps
Brick
Stone
Earth
Where Nothing
Drips
Fingertips
Lick dry lips
The table’s arranged
Don’t let slip
The infinite secret song

This aspect is
Barefoot-tender
Step and step
We can cross over
And as soon as we do
Will ache with a devouring
Lust

To return to mud and blood
Thick, velvet shame
Tucked-away emerald trust
Joy bursting forth
Leaf-green
Reclining fatigue
Smells like apples and
Hums like bees

The tear that springs into your eyes
When you catch that bare smile
Yes, you will want to return
To escape the tedious peace

Wink your goodbye to
Nothing
Knowing you don’t leave it
It’s here inside
And what all will you do and say
This time
Just to pretend
It died?

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2 Responses to “Barefoot”

  1. John says:

    Wow Kathleen. Tender on the nerves, unsettling and beautiful. Touches something in me almost unknown…

  2. Kathleen MacGregor says:

    Thank you, John. I’m glad you’re here.

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