That’s how it started
slow and grainy
fuzzy to the touch
indifferent
lacking the solid lines
that passion and rapture
leave behind as they furrow
their way across
the skin
of a woman
in her twenties
this is how i began
small and meek
afraid of all
but i’m slowly learning
i’m taking it all in
and processing
every last bit
burning holes
into the fabric
of my memory
and tracing the
words out
across the page
this is how i will
remember
it all
this is how i am
burnt offerings
left at the alter
a sign of peace
a hope for a future
a wish for a better day
a wish
for a better
day
a better year
a better ending
this is how I end
this is how I end
pik
3/14/02
©Patti Keno
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