Friday, December 13, 2013

WHAT YOU DO

The Betty Poems

is something
I can't explain.
I only know how
my body sings.
How each note
that settles
in the flesh
punishes
silence.

You've gotten away
with crimes
of the heart.
You have taken
my love
without
telling me
how.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2013

1 comment:

  1. This is totally fucking cool! Keep the hell fires burning.

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