Saturday, January 16, 2021

Trust You

 Trust You

poem by e.e.cane

Jan. 16, 2021


I’d trust you, but you

have too much power over me

The only thing saving me

  so far

is that you’re not aware of it—

the dreams raging,

waking decades of fire 

swirl round your eyes, 

the hairline of your neck,

to inhale fully


I remember...wildness

nerves suffused

unstrung 

—the lyre plucked, and I dance


Yes....

far too much power


I’m sorry, 

it is me I don’t trust

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