I Draw My Heart Into A Sieve Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
I Draw My Heart Into A Sieve
I draw my heart into a sieve
of words-
my soul blisters and is not
contained-
my love is a flood of birds
but the flight patterns
make no sense-
my love tears on the eggshell wind
but the wind is gone
unsequestered in anyone's fairytale
my words, my heart, my life
I would place at your
feet-
but you are standing on the sun-
m. angela douglas 18 november 2001
copyright 2006
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