And again

God knows I want to be seen
as badly as the next person, as much as
any and every other person

And if I want to hide, if I shiver with what I've told you
and feel the earth pull me down to crouch suddenly
on the pavement and cover my face, it's only because I don't
believe you'll take the time to do more than look.

Later, I will tip my head forward under the shower head
a chador of white noise and my ears deep in water
and blood pounding under it a word
(I will wash away everything you know about me) —

8 comments:

Danielle 4/11/2010 2:10 PM  

this has excellent images...

Jenica 4/11/2010 6:33 PM  

beautiful! you're a very talented poet

aipingplum 4/12/2010 10:57 AM  

Yes, I will never get over your ability to express yourself with words.

cuileann 4/12/2010 11:09 AM  

Danielle - Thank you.

Jenica - I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for stopping by. :)

aipingplum - Thanks, lovely.

Every time it rains she just feels a lot better... 4/12/2010 6:49 PM  

I agree wholeheartedly with all of that! beautiful words my dear...

Holly 4/13/2010 8:26 AM  

Every time it rains - Thank you, Anna-la!

Erin 4/19/2010 7:34 PM  

the last stanza is strong in my head. <3

Holly 4/20/2010 8:48 AM  

Erin - It was the first one I wrote.

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