This Pitcher Poem by Catherine Elaine

This Pitcher

Rating: 4.5


Tell me
everything.
Give me your deep, your black.
Coat me with your sorrow.
I want to taste the intangible.
Saturate me with your fears.
I can be the pitcher
for your poison.

Divest your demons.
Grant them additional refuge.
This pitcher sits,
unfathomable as your mystery.

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