inside out
mistaken
consumed
it was only a sliver
she'd let herself capture
too worn out for the stare down.
sure of this,
but not ready
the "how" unbearable for more
than the fleeting thought
Still, the present holds its name
cannot be ingnored
ugly or unwanted = irrelevant
look.
look right at those blue
vulnerable
eyes. reflecting back
with their dimmed light
they are there.
barely a whisper of herself today.
but still Relevant.
maybe relevancy sparks
Surprise.
J. Thompson
12.16.2010
Not much to be said other than 'thank you' to the wonderful friend and dancer who asked to use this poem as the starting point for her next dance project. It's incredible to see something that stemmed from such a hard place for me inspire someone else.
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