Want — A Poem

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“Wounded” — C.Birde, 12/19

 

The experience

held the unsavory

kernel of want –

like an absence

of salt

in aromatic soup

revealed only after

the spoon

lifted,

the lips

parted,

the tongue

tasted;

lodged like a seed

in the gum

(unreachable)

where wisdom once

resided.

 

— C.Birde, 12/19

 

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