6.26.2014

On Busting Through

Sky,
your cloud tiers,
like a wedding dress,
all ruffles & chiffon,
tease,
showing a little leg,
& I thank you for that.

The ache
is manageable now.

Where before I bloated
with the weight
of all the absorbing,
now I’m lean
& mean to lift my skirts,
dance, inspired,
not in spite of you.

I’ll have cake,
toss handfuls of rice,
release myself--

To you, sincerely.

For Kerry’s prompt to the Real Toads: Conversation