Friday, March 8, 2013


I'm just a lost danger,
Giving away my
Most precious gift.
And walking toward the fight.

Inside, I knew her then.
Her fingertips caressing
My weary head
Sharpening my steely knife..

I walked out of sight
Never to see her again.
So tired of the chain
Anchored in-between.

We three, us and heaven
Above, circling
We three, us and
The great heavens above
Tangling into
The anchored chain,

And I did not know
How to say hello
To anyone again
In quite the way I did then.

Her absence in my day,
Making me fake
Away the day, tweak
Away my night.

I fight.

Ann Klein

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