Long Distance

i can live a whole life here on this side
of the water. pouring my energy
like a river into the sea
letting it all flow outward
i have made this mistake.
i have lived
in the invisible arms of a lover,
awkward and spent.
like all lovers & mothers & others
i have bled until something
not blood came roaring
at my feet
baby of my body
apple of my eye
whose love for
whom i sing
where is my heart? there
my treasure lies also buried.
& why
buried?
unearthed, it would sing louder
than a canary in a coal mine.
does the river know it’s going?
does it know where?
does it work the problem
all the way to an end?
when it meets the sea,
does it think
here, now, i have found
what i have always wanted
to give myself to . . . ?
finally!

Leave a Reply