poetry critical

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middle american
unknown

you stole me tonight.
 1
you wrapped me in your blanket,
 2
and bade my breath fall on your neck,
 3
for my hands to unravel
 4
and fuse again.
 5
 
 
you come from a place
 6
where women have cornfields
 7
but no oceans.
 8
where they need a curly haired you
 9
to return with tales
 10
made newly heavy by
 11
experience
 12
and backbone.
 13
to tell them
 14
the scars make them beautiful.
 15
 
 
pilgrim,
 16
your cries burden me.
 17
they steep my clothes
 18
in the saltless tears of pacifism
 19
and push me further east.
 20
 
 
i am insubstantial,
 21
at the ends of your fingers,
 22
however far they may reach.
 23
 
 
a vessel for your jazz,
 24
which curves like a malnourished spine.
 25

10 Mar 10

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I like how you specified "tonight" because without it, it would be a different poem i think.
 — justagirlx3

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