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That Slow Patient Sound

That Slow Patient Sound
Johanna M. Vining

once upon your face I found
my infectious laugh bounding

hands across my chest weeping tomorrows
stillness: more and less halted

breath on my cheek we shower together
another intimacy previously denied

but look not to this nor
upon the bruised mark on my shoulder

thumbprint to thumbprint I ran across your heart stone
stretched my lips across the silence between us

4.28.2014

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The Words Won’t

The words won’t
Johanna M. Vining

So much to say to you, like
I sometimes leave the kitchen cabinets open
   like leaving the door to my heart slightly ajar
which I guess could mean a couple things, but I think we both know

assumptions abound and I am remembering these past few months
you in the car before meeting my mother
me in the car looking at the mountains while you asked of my divorce
I didn’t want to say, but then my mouth door opened

mornings I pour this coffee down my throat
think of all the things my dreams were telling me, like
he’s the one! but what does that mean? it doesn’t matter, he is.
no verbalized supporting details, but I can’t argue

anxiety both more and less swollen
office drawer open, the pills roll in their amber case
folder covered, shut and relocked.
That was someone else, someone else, someone else.

Hum cutting the silence: I ask myself what it feels like to love,
but can’t give a good, solid answer because it keeps changing.
I want to say, this love, it keeps changing, but the words won’t
wrap themselves around my tongue, so I look to you.

5.6.2014

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