one small contribution to this Domestic Violence Awareness Month
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define “love” for me
give me one moment
of clarity, where
the contradictions
rest uneasily
among one-another
as strange bedfellows
stand in solidarity
one by one, battling
a fork-toothed tongue
tasting the air
greedy with expectancy
you hold my heart
in your hands
every time you say
i love you
my defense crumbles
and falls away
i will not stay
and watch the blood
run as your words
puncture me to punctuate
the growing gap between
want and need
promise and deed
your self-image
and the life you lead
the soul you nurture
and the demons you feed
mind empty
i remember
as i bleed
how it feels
body healing
when we experience love
as a mutual feeling
we do, don’t say
in a liminal space
“love” has no word
no song, no phrase
show me what you mean
prove to me
that the symbols of sound
waves have more substance
than the actions
they once described
long before
we imprisoned our memories
in these linguistic confines
we knew love, then
without knowledge
thought or need
to hide with fear
inside a lie
i sip my tea, slowly
breathe, focus
drink, and dream
to lose myself
in small, good work
toward a life worth living
with a love supreme
“why not dogs?”
March 31, 2011This is a rambling response to a question someone I respect posed in her blog:
domestication itself is oppressive. we shouldn’t “own” anything. we shouldn’t have “pets” — that’s just another euphemism for anthropocentric system of the enslavement and control of other species. and we shouldn’t be thinking in inherently abusive and exploitative terms such as “resources” (“sustainable resource management” is an oxymoron). [all that begs the question, what SHOULD we be doing?] Read the rest of this entry »