Impulses

Relinquishing
The willow shatters glassy myth
of lake and naked hemlocks etch
the crest of sky in turquoise leaves
diving in handling roots
of your wounded heart just once
How deep the knife dove when
they took your left breast?
Your eyes stare silent
between two of his mumbled words
you balance the dry stick
in hand before throwing it
amidst the water’s despair
How long he waited by your bed
until you opened your eyes?
Your wounded voice gnaws your smile
describes the loss
willows weep above you
carry your song
flattened on the glassy lake
mastectomy: describer
mastectomy: your breast given away

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