Bitter Roots

Like bones

from a shallow grave

my past emerged from the closet earth,

a compound fracture breaking skin

Pray not you see

my unlovliness.

I slowed

I stalled

I toppled

into the beauty of

love

left me bruised and scraped

you

break my fall

and whisper

but "if"

bled into the marrow of

"when"

while doubt

in you

in me

in faith

in love and happiness...

spoke in place

of your heart

today

I pray a landslide

covers these old bones

help me cover~

bury them

so "we" and "when"

can

live

again.