Where I Live


Etonne-moi with light.
Heal me, touch me --
Laser to flesh
peeling the dusty carapace of years
back, like pulling the
Reverse card in Uno.
Or just love me
with all my wounds.
In spite of.
Leave the light on,
and see me as I am.
Astonish me.

 
 

What I Want

Don't anchor me with reason
or miracles
or promises,
when all I want
is a partner for the last dance.
We will face the music
together, hand in hand,
neither leading nor following,
two lost children
who are almost home.

Copyright 2001 by Karen Thompson
from the chapbook collection "Blue Train"

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