Thursday, February 3, 2011

so I remember

I'm wearing it across my chest today.
It's white-hot
Pain to the touch.

My body knew how to feed a baby
But now
It doesn't
Know what to do.

I'm full
Of emotion.

For your entire life
And all of mine
(that I can remember anymore)
Nursing was a retreat
in the rocking chair
a comfortable connection
a quiet love.
Your body would relax
And I watched you fall asleep
In stages.

But the peace leaked out of that space,
a slow

You are fine.
You are forgetting.

I can't.
It hurts too much
to lay on my side.

But when the swelling goes down
and my heart hides back inside my chest
I'll have this
So I remember.