Edges & Possibilities

There’s always that possibility

That keeps one on the edges,

Perhaps there’s no lips,

No tongues, no fingers

At the moment,

No arching of backs

At the squeezing

And drawing in,

No finger nails on

The shoulder blades,

But there’s always that possibility

That keeps one on the edges.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:15 AM May 29, 2012

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