A women who loves
impossible men
sits a long time indoors
watching windows
she has no brother
who understands
where she is going
her sisters offer their
own breast up, full and
creamy vessels but she
cannot drink because
she loves impossible men.
A woman who loves
impossible men
listens to music
she cannot sing
she drinks good sherry
swallowing around the notes
rusted in her throat
but she does not fill
she is already full
of love for impossible men.
A women who loves
impossible men
promises each morning
that she will take this day in her hands
disrobe it, lie with it, learn to love it
but she doesn’t
she walks by strangers
walks by kin
forgets their birthmarks
their birthdays
remembering only the names
the stains
of impossible men.
Lucille Clifton
Love wisely, live life to the fullest, make the impossible possible
but most importantly be true to yourself in the process.
Peace,
Tenthltr2u