Love On the Line
He said too much
or not enough,
his mind could not
encompass love.
the word was hanging
in the wind
behind the house
of
might have been
strung on a
clothesline
in a row,
with other words
he could not know,
like hope and happiness
and truth
concepts stolen
from his
youth
a woman penned them
on the line
because she didn't
have the time
to use them to enrich
the life
of children born
in times
of strife
wet with tears
she hung them
out
forgetting what
they were about
and like a child
without his clothes
he's naked in the
things he knows
wet with tears
he cannot cry,
his mother hung love
out to dry.
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