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Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Inanimate
What do I do
with the passion
I feel for you
I do the dishes
hot soapy water
rushes
washes
over my hands
as I listen to blues
on the radio
these hands
that want
to touch you
baptizing you
in sea foam
and sand
Yet, I cannot
touch you
this we
understand
still,
what do I do
with the passion
I feel for you
Pattra Burnetto Monroe (Revised 2010) By changing just one word, the whole poem and meaning is altered. Interesting.
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