Surrender

I should have bowed down
And surrendered
Every day

I should have told you
I could see you
Lovely
Like the wings of all those geese
Who flew away
When we could not


Our minds are different
Every nuance
Every chord
Like tight wound wire
Exposed

All the songs and visions
Overwhelm
The feelings come in swarms
Through skin and bone
And brain

All those nerves
Are reaching
For a breath
Within the flame

Without it
Where would words be?
Would summer be so deep and hot?
Electric

Can we live without ourselves?
Maybe, for a day
What then?
A quiet respite
In a tired, pill stained grave?

You have a light
Surrender
To the weight
Of all these
Prayers

Heavy
Till you bow down
Head to earth
And shed the blame

~abigler 2013

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