Kindling’s Fire

She made me more real than I could stand,

but choice was not an option

And reaching in deep she pulled tomorrow

out of yesterday’s regret

Leaving me to find a home for all the

wasted memories and time

Loving me only just enough

—to begin to start again

 

(Houserville Pennsylvania: December, 1971)

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