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the everyday
for dinner, we'll have
sex. oh wait, that's after.
i'm sorry, i'm screwed
up, just wanting the body
to know the body
again.
we'll have a picnic
by the river with night
vision & talks of water.
no need for wine.
all blankets.
we'll read books, take walks,
make lists & cross
things out. we'll plant gardens
and disagree.
we'll bake cookies, sing
songs, cut our hair, let it
out, count blessings. we'll
pick up shells & put them
back, take off our shoes
and take off our clothes.
it's in the ordinary
of this living:
be active, sit silently.
we are alive.
we grieve our losses.
finding the genuine & the simple
satisfaction of reaching out,
holding near. again.
and amen.
1.29.06
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