Running to my attorney's office to sign my will to
disinherit my alcoholic husband
The next client
Was dressed in the same suit my husband had worn at our wedding
I ran away to the river two mile cross-country course
Where I had previously run my fastest miles
Needing good memories to hold me
The lord made a mistake when he told Abraham his children
would be as numerous as the stars
He should have told him as numerous as the wild flowers I run
through
The flowers sprayed perfume
Heaving living beings.
I dreamed that during the coming night there came
A lover's touch as gentle as a lily's pedal
A feather writing love notes on my back
While my long hair grew more into a heavy gentle beast
That must be braided before running.
© Copyright joan joesting 1978
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