Mystic Rhythms Poetry ~ 2012

~ Going Grey ~

by Sab Will
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Going Grey

Like a comfy chair
Like a favourite sweater

I’ll wear you
Take this skin
These bones

And put them on
And call them me

Like a cozy café
Like a favourite walk

I’ll bear you
Take this weight
These stones

And cast them off
And call them he

Like a precious song
Like a favourite book

I’ll share you
Take this hand
These thoughts

And wrap them up
And call them thee

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© Sab Will 2013

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