Self Defense With all love rejected, Detached from movement, Resistance by the trembling, Is measured and used. And as the gentle pine for grace They watch the furious rages pause afraid, Struck dumb at no possibility, at cold and determined purpose. And spent, she saves her grief for dreams. Of diving through thick ice To flow through warm clear depths Of the river sounds outside at night While close with love’s touch in bed Of daughters or sons grasping for eternity. And twilight moments of longing Begin each irritating day Pressing out in vengeful snips Toward victims consciously clinging to blue’s fables. The false shades luring the weak, The one in five who've drowned. Until all hues are faded, I would have it so. Until our dreams are realized and what we do not know.
