Poem

I sit
The bare necessities
Are here
My hands
Empty
My feet
Adhering to the surfaces:
Kitchen tile, wood, carpet
Cold
My heart yearns
And stands to be alone

I breathe
Exhaling
Intaking
No faking
But protecting

I do a dance in a circle
And remember
And forget
It is for all of us
On this other side of love

No longer clinging
To what has been
But to what is becoming
And becoming

I find myself
Even as I want to get lost
And again risk
Pain and my heart
That is fragile and ever-strong

I sing in the car
Notorious bad voice actually able
Alone in my protection

What
Is there left to learn

How to burn