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Thursday, September 24, 2020

An Unwinnable War

It's a melding of minds without words
touching her naked, agonising my excitement.
It's when my Goosebumps has Goosebumps.
And, we learn to get along and love again.
It's exhilarating knowing my heart will race-
like a machine-gun out of ricocheting bullets-
and fall back entrenched in her arms.
Waving a white flag, I'll surrender my all-
naked as the day I was born, jettisoned-
I'll retreat, back behind that enemy wall.
That no man's land, back behind that cervix
I'll capitulate to a tiny ball and awaken,
awaken somehow, unloved or loved once more.
As though I'd just entered that absent Eden-
and Eve, Eve was my final battle call.
"An unwinnable war", but who could-
settle for less or in truth want for more.
Mark Heathcote
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Deluke Muwanigwa 24 September 2020
Beautifully put. I blushed a bit but being black it did not show. Powerful metaphors.
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