I was thinner than I am now
A sheet of transparent film spread over the world
Anchored by rocks on the corners
Like a picnic table
Tablecloth on a windy day.
I come from love and vengeance,
Rebellion and desire.
I come from the deep country
Where everything comes from.
I am a woman and a girl a
Motherwifefriend
Strangerkillerwriterinvisibleghost and
cardboard cut-out.
I am nothing I am all.
I am one thing at a time and, when I notice,
I am love for these 0ne-at-a-time things.
I am my mother’s daughter,
The bane of her existence and her pride.
I am the one my father fears most.
Who I am and
Where I come from
Is being written and re-written every moment.
What is the point of trying to know?
I don’t want to be known to you.
I want always to be a new discovery.
And
I want you to feel the joy of learning me
But never of knowing me.
I am mystery, excitement, terror and love
Pitiful ugliness and blinding beauty,
Courage and trembling.
Welcome to me.
wow, i don’t know what to say yet, but.
hmm let me try. i wish i could typewriter it, but…
this poetry
poem
true real right insight
dirt beauty a sign of wisdom
can say it all can contain it all
assumes it all
understands
subtle
it
woman
beautiful
yes
mhmmm
yeah…..
yes
mhmmmm
hah.
yes.
: )